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fashionofthemultiverse:

UV Glow Galaxy Print Cap Sleeve Fit and Flare by CoquetryClothing
thepunkrocker:

HOLY MOLEY

thepunkrocker:

HOLY MOLEY

(Source: nuclearbummer, via kitten-mitt0ns)

aestheticstateofmind:

I’m reblogging this again because I love the message behind it and I think it needs to be passed on.

aestheticstateofmind:

I’m reblogging this again because I love the message behind it and I think it needs to be passed on.

(Source: gypsymoonsister, via shouldnt)

kushandwizdom:

Words of Emotion
4lya-xx:

fidafahad:

#painting #photoshop #artist #artwork #برقع

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4lya-xx:

fidafahad:

#painting #photoshop #artist #artwork #برقع

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(via somnifik)

spacecadet:

Stuff you could get away with saying on a kid’s show in the 90s, part II

spacecadet:

Stuff you could get away with saying on a kid’s show in the 90s, part II

(via crystallized-teardrops)

Never forget what a person says to you when they are angry.

Henry Ward Beecher (via stay-ocean-minded)

never

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sgrstk:

Being single is ‘ok’ until about 11 P.M. and it’s time to get in bed, at that point being single is downright awesome. You can sleep diagonal, use all (or none) of the covers, watch the TV loud, and basically do whatever other weird shit helps you sleep at night. Like air drumming, sit-ups, autoerotic-asphyxiation-related exercises, alphabetically reciting your favorite TLC songs starting with “Ain’t 2 Proud 2 Beg,” and my personal favorite: closing your eyes and imagining what you would do if your house suddenly caught fire, and mentally selecting the outfit you’d quickly throw on to ensure you look cool as fuck being interviewed on the local news with a smoldering fire backdrop. I think I’d wear solid black sweats and a Hawaiian shirt halfway unbuttoned. You know, something that looks rather effortless, but still says, “Hey, my house just burned down, but don’t feel bad for me because there’s a good chance I started this fire myself with my smokin’ hot sense of fashion.”

sgrstk:

Being single is ‘ok’ until about 11 P.M. and it’s time to get in bed, at that point being single is downright awesome. You can sleep diagonal, use all (or none) of the covers, watch the TV loud, and basically do whatever other weird shit helps you sleep at night. Like air drumming, sit-ups, autoerotic-asphyxiation-related exercises, alphabetically reciting your favorite TLC songs starting with “Ain’t 2 Proud 2 Beg,” and my personal favorite: closing your eyes and imagining what you would do if your house suddenly caught fire, and mentally selecting the outfit you’d quickly throw on to ensure you look cool as fuck being interviewed on the local news with a smoldering fire backdrop. I think I’d wear solid black sweats and a Hawaiian shirt halfway unbuttoned. You know, something that looks rather effortless, but still says, “Hey, my house just burned down, but don’t feel bad for me because there’s a good chance I started this fire myself with my smokin’ hot sense of fashion.”