dajo42:

"tea is just leaf water!" "yeah well coffee is just bean water!" wow, it’s. it’s like everything is made of things. this door is just wood rectangle. this poster is just ink paper. this lemonade is just lemon water. wow, it’s like you can combine ingredients to make things that are more enjoyable than the initial parts of the equation. sure is a magical world we live in

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intrepidprofessor:

kikiichu:

pettyartist:

f-a-g-i-n-a:

Keng Lye - Alive without Breath (2013) - Hyperrealistic sea animals created using acrylics and epoxy resin, layer by layer

what

I will reblog this artist’s works every time it comes on my dash omfg

No fucking way

I was enjoying this like a child.
My intense stare, and calm demeanor was replaced with “Oh gosh.. Mm.. Look at all the colorful fishies.” 
Then they were all painted, and I just stared forever.

(Source: likeafieldmouse)

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bl-ossomed:



Mercury, Venus, and Saturn align with the Pyramids of Giza for the first time in 2,737 years on December 3, 2012

i’ve never reblogged anything so fast

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bl-ossomed:

Mercury, Venus, and Saturn align with the Pyramids of Giza for the first time in 2,737 years on December 3, 2012

i’ve never reblogged anything so fast

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(Source: arpleiadian)

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zoembieland:

extremehomestuckshipping:

kenteehee:

♡ the person you would take a bullet for is behind the trigger ♡

The fuck does that quote mean
And what does it have to do with cutting wrapping paper
I ain’t gonna get shot by my fucking mum

Right after I read this my mom came in and shot me with a nerf gun. She’s outside my door right now giggling.

(Source: lizzonator)

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breathtakinglust:

in my next life i want to be a victoria secret model.

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ejakeulati0n:

dude i’m gonna frickin hold your hand so hard it’s gonna blow your mind with how hecka rad my affection is

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I was sixteen, laying on my bedroom floor, choking on your goodbye and cigarette smoke with the 98 degree weather burning tears into my cheeks, screaming for my mother because I figured this was it, I was going to die without you because if I couldn’t wake up and see you sleepily mumbling my name into my hair I didn’t want to wake up at all.
I was seventeen, shaky breath, shaky knees, tired lungs and wet hair but I wasn’t drowning like last summer
I thought I couldn’t live without you but you were nothing more than a good morning text and someone to pass out next to  (via extrasad)

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