I am stardust gathered fleetingly into form. I will be ungathered. The stardust will go on to be other things someday and I will be free.
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wanderliily:

drunk-on-books:

Piano Bookshelf

brilliance
theweedteacher:

sammymanny15:

Hangin’ out  Down the street

They’re so fucking baked
Watching Orange is the new Black while house sitting for Daniel c:

Don’t do drugs. Do me.
Do drugs and me.
Do drugs with me. And then do me.

(via dink-182)

basedpidgeot:

*packs a bong* see im not gunna rip it cause its a metaphor. *holds it to my mouth and makes saxophone noises* the real high is life

(via strangethingsforstrangepeople)

cocaine-cutie:

everyone has that “thing” about them that people talk about when you’re not there.

WHAT IS MINE

(via guy)

Omg

I’ve just realised

All my friends are like super attractive

I AM THE UGLY FRIEND

syphilyssa:

i really like it when boys look nice in suits like wow a+ you can wear that to my bedroom

(via guy)

Earth my body, water my blood
Air my breath and fire my spirit
Sex is not the climax of a relationship, pardon the pun,
But those moments at 2am when you wake up to her lips on your lips, her sleep-heavy body lying across yours, knowing the world is asleep whilst you move together, calling to a god that neither of you believe in…
Those moments are what I live for.

rivalstruck:

soulsneasel:

why are bras called bras

battle ready armor

(via guy)