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I follow back everyone!
Обичам хора, които помнят детайлите. За важните неща всички се сещат.

-Жарко Лаушевич

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Tumblr is like Hogwarts.


It’s divided into groups based on interests & personalities

People who belong to tumblr don’t talk about it to people who don’t

And the pictures move


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Seventeen seems like the perfect age. Not naive like sixteen. Not feeling the pressures of daunting adulthood like eighteen. Just plain and simple, seventeen.
— #5 (via argufy)

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this blog will make you laugh your ass off!


When I said that I cleaned my room, I just meant that I threw everything that was visible into somewhere that wasn’t visible

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if you had your first kiss at 13 that’s cool

if you’ve never kissed anyone and you’re 21 that’s cool too

don’t judge your life and your experiences based on the experiences of others because at the end of the day there are kids on broadway whose lives make yours look like shit no matter when you nerds get your first kiss

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Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.
The Winter of the Air  (via dottyasyouplease)

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I’m saying “excuse me” but I mean “why the fuck are u and ur friends fucking standing in the middle of the hallway blocking everyone what the fuck u fucker”

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