If love is a slow dance,I just hope for one chance

Just prove that there is nothing left to try, cause the truth I'd rather we just both deny.

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Favorite quotes: Chris Miles

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r0wdyruff:

help me, i am trapped

in a haiku factory

save me, before they

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makaylanicole12:

centralparkchanel:

indvlge:

deaddemon:

y-o-u-n-g-b-l-o-o-d:

falconpunchyourmom:

gambinowest:

cleanest gif ever

HANDS DOWN ONE OF THE DOPEST GIFS ON HERE
REBLOG EVERYTIME

Fucking harry potter type shit.

why is no one else moving omg major mind fuck

wtf my eyes just went all funny

Whoever made this, you are a fucking genius

Love the Sartorialist(:

oh okay

Lol

makaylanicole12:

centralparkchanel:

indvlge:

deaddemon:

y-o-u-n-g-b-l-o-o-d:

falconpunchyourmom:

gambinowest:

cleanest gif ever

HANDS DOWN ONE OF THE DOPEST GIFS ON HERE

REBLOG EVERYTIME

Fucking harry potter type shit.

why is no one else moving omg major mind fuck

wtf my eyes just went all funny

Whoever made this, you are a fucking genius

Love the Sartorialist(:

oh okay

Lol

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the-rosy-doctor:

fictionalfix:

groovytimeladyinspace:

#I can just imagine a conversation going #MOM! #WHAT?!#WHERE DID YOU PUT THE JOHN GREEN NOVELS? #THEY’RE SOMEWHERE IN MAINE #NO I CHECKED MAINE. THEY’RE NOT IN MAINE #WELL MAYBE VERMONT #IT WAS SOME NEW ENGLAND STATE #and I’d end up finding them somewhere in Nevada or something

This bookshelf of only 48 states leaves me…

looking for Alaska

Looks like this country is full of…

Paper Towns

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i knew you were treble when you walked in

i knew you were treble when you walked in

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emilytea10:

seek-agreatperhaps:

invisiblecashews:

Actually, the photographs are spaced ten years apart, not sixteen.

1912 to 1922.

The young, homeless (but no less dapper) wanderer shown in the first survived the sinking of the Titanic and swam to the shores of West Egg. There he built a life and a large, empty house, in an effort to win the heart of the wealthy, upper class woman he’d fallen in love with a decade earlier and had been separated from against his will.

He shed his earlier identity, and changed his name to reflect his new station. Jack was now known as Jay Gatzby, the eccentric millionaire who threw parties every night in the hopes that one day his love would show up and spin with him as they had long ago in the dance hall of the lower decks.

Ehr-Mah-Gehrd.

#and he still ends up dead floating in the water

Go to your room.