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cowgirlblues:
Abbotsbury Sub-Tropical Gardens. Dorset. UK. (via Badger of the Bank)

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cowgirlblues:

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abirdfriend:
Please, remember me - seldomly. In the car behind the carnival. My hand between your knees, you turn from me. And said, “The trapeze act was wonderful, but never meant to last.” The clown that passed saw me just come up with anger. When it filled with circus dogs, the parking lot had an element of danger. Iron & Wine

abirdfriend:

Please, remember me - seldomly. In the car behind the carnival. My hand between your knees, you turn from me. And said, “The trapeze act was wonderful, but never meant to last.” The clown that passed saw me just come up with anger. When it filled with circus dogs, the parking lot had an element of danger. Iron & Wine
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surrenderlove:

thefranticsearch:pie0:

Rilo Kiley - The Execution Of All Things
astronomie:
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astronomie:

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There is no formula for success except perhaps an unconditional acceptance of life and what it brings.
Arthur Rubinstein (via hunsonisgroovy) (via quote-book)

I wonder which American president had the biggest penis.

astoryforsupper:

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yourcrapsweak:

I’m going with Obama. Jsyk.

It’s obvious Clinton

I’m going with Teddy.
tulletulle:

iampirate:
Hi I need everything in this picture immediately 
my first words were HOLY SHIT

tulletulle:

iampirate:

Hi I need everything in this picture immediately

my first words were HOLY SHIT

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Scenes, Jan McLaughlin

sleepanddream:

poetry365:

A. i’m looking at your face
but all i can really see
is the scab above your lip.

B. i’m sorry I keep blushing
but i can tell you’re staring
at my tits. next time
we have a conversation
perhaps you won’t find them
so compelling.

C. i couldn’t help but notice
that you’ve got “i love you”
tattooed across your knuckles.
i mean, what’re you going to do
now…

D. as we were talking, i let my hand drift into the melted air
above the candle. since it did not burn i slowed my
passes until its heat made me want to flinch
and then i slowed the pace once more and again once more.

E. i have a scar up the outside of my left arm 2 inches long.
i hardly ever see it except in mirrors.

F. Ginny placed the cigarette between us.
as she slowly did i downed another scotch
and pressed my body into hers.
the smell of burning flesh
made me look away, out above the tops of their heads
where i found the second hand
and stared until it was over.

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