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Surely every one realizes, at some point along the way, that he is capable of living a far better life than the one he has chosen.
Henry Miller, Big Sur and the Oranges of Hieronymus Bosch  (via thatkindofwoman)

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ateloveschu:

it is necessary for children to be raised with dogs

The last picture is awesome

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罪人 + 情人
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shingekinokyojinheaven:

he just became like 50% carrot

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thegestianpoet:

had a lovely time wandering around before the museum opened 

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godotal:

broken body

"I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep."
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hkirkh:

godotal:

broken body

"I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep."

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Poehler-oids [x]

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Because isn’t that the point of every relationship: to be known by someone else, to be understood? He gets me. She gets me. Isn’t that the simple magic phrase?
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