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its sad when cute boys dont think theyre cute

it’s sad when cute boys don’t think i’m cute

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spoken-not-written:

THE CUTEST THING IS WHEN SOMEONE CAN’T STOP SMILING LIKE THEY SMILE THEN THEY TRY TO NOT SMILE THEN THEY END UP SMILING MORE AND THEIR CHEEKS GO ALL CUTE AND SAPOIDSP[DOSADPSA[]PS[]DSAPD[]SAP

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hoaran:

HOW CAN I BE WET WHEN IM ALREADY UNDERWATER

officialfrenchtoast:

modern day rebels

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nataliemeansnice:

my name is natalie and i’m fat. i’ve been more fat than i am now. i have been less fat. i’ve been the same fat. i’m fat from the side, fat from the front, fat from the back…you get the point.
fat girls have been lied to over and over in many ways our whole fat existences - told that we are restricted to certain styles/trends of clothing because anything too tight/short/revealing isn’t ‘flattering’. told that we should be glad to be hit on/cat-called by creepy men because hey, at least it’s something, right?! told that the world isn’t open to us and that we can’t be incredible creatures because we’re fat. told that we’re ugly/undesirable/weak/stupid/disgusting. told that we don’t deserve to be loved…or even to live.
it’s not true. none of it is true.
people ask me often - “i hate myself. how do you do it?” it’s simple.
one day, i decided that i was worth greatness, whatever size i was or wasn’t.
i wish i could go back to awkward, shy 13 year old me, look her dead in the eye and tell her that she. is. perfect. tell her that she can go anywhere, be anyone, wear anything and that she will always be important and will never, ever, ever be merely ‘the fat girl’.
i won’t drown in sweat in texas summers to cover my fat arms in sweaters or shield my thunder thighs from the spring breeze just because you don’t want to see them. my fat arms and thunder thighs have always been here for me when much of the world wasn’t. i won’t be beat down by people who do not care if i cry myself to sleep at night.
my mom has always told me that i am my biggest fan and ya know what?
she’s right.
you’re allowed to feel good. don’t let anyone take that away from you.
h0odrich:

gymleaderkarkat:


What are you so afraid of!?

I’m REALLY sorry but it looks like they’re about to rap battle

'ginger princess but my bow long, make a snowman was a wack song…'

hoaran:

noOOOOO

blainesbuttocks:

singing the male and female parts of a song because nobody loves you

the inner conflict when the female starts singing before the male finishes his part and you don’t know whether to finish the male part or just sing the female part immediately

#i simply must BUT BABY IT’s i’ve got to COLD OUSTIfather will start toBEAUTIFUL WHAT’s

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meganstuh:

iconics:

inhrtswake:

confictus:

ignorantarts:


you’ll regret me like the tattoos on your skin3.18.14

DEEP

OH MY GOD

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Daamnnnn

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youmeandcharlie:

Are you staying up to see the blood moon tonight?