We throw our words around as if they were not gold,
Well they are.

Oh maybe someday I will be something more,
Real with arms and legs so I can walk away and stay away forever and some more.

I’ll stick around to watch this town fall down to it’s knees.
You can pray the day that you hope is coming round real soon.
I will run and stay away in a place that I don’t know well of.
You can choose a different song that you will soon love.

you me at six

It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.
Chuck PalahniukDiary (via vacants)

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brennanat:

You know how people buy drinks for girls in bars? Why can’t people do that in book stores? Like if I’m looking at a novel in Barnes and Noble and some person walks up to me and strikes up a conversation and offers to buy the book for me there is a lot better chance of that working out in their favor

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tbhcat:

petitsirena:

i’ve been watching this gif for six minutes


I will always reblog this. Always.

tbhcat:

petitsirena:

i’ve been watching this gif for six minutes

I will always reblog this. Always.

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Pedestrians on a cross-walk

whatshouldwecallme:

When I’m driving:

When I’m one of them: 



First photo shoot for That 70’s Show circa ‘98

First photo shoot for That 70’s Show circa ‘98

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When my computer is about to die

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