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I Have Found My Family...
I have found my family...
OMG THANK YOU I’ve never met anyone else who doesn’t like chocolate ice cream all of my friends think I’m crazy
Chocolate icecream is DISGUSTING. Like strawberry icecream doesnt taste anything like strawberries, but at least it tastes good. Chocolate Icecream came directly from hell and I pity the people that like it.
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More Posts from Wisp-of-thought
let’s just lay down on our bed made of madness & stare at the ceiling
e.e. (via eefrostpoetry)
mood... :)
Her heartbeat became a song I knew all the words to. A melody I could hear a thousand years from now and know it instantly, falling in love with it all over again. A song that reminds you of home. Steady and unpredictable at the same time.
Ghost Girl
And we are quotation marks, inverted and upside down, clinging to one another at the end of this life sentence. Trapped by lives we did not choose.
Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me
I'm oxygen and he's dying to breathe.
Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me
When you devoured my soul When you ate me whole and forgot to spit me back out I lost myself But you always have been messy and careless with delicate things and so there were crumbs of me and they still cling to you
All The Things I Never Told You