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higashikatajoshuu:
advanced-procrastination:
just-shower-thoughts:
I hate that SEPTember OCTOber NOVember and DECember aren’t the 7th, 8th, 9th, and 10th months.
Whoever fucked this up should be stabbed
If I recall, they did used to be the corresponding months. It was just when Roman leaders Julius Caesar and Augustus came into power, the months July(Julius) and August(Augustus) were added, thus throwing off the numbering of the calender.
Good news, though: whoever fucked it up did in fact get stabbed.

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wnq-unknown:

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splitstyles:

This photoset just told me to shut up

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timmychalamet:

“The most beautiful day of my life and I end up vomiting.” He wasn’t listening. He pressed me against the wall and started to kiss me, his hips pushing into mine, his arms about to lift me off the ground. <…> I could spend the rest of my life like this: with him, at night, in Rome, my eyes totally shut, one leg coiled around his. I thought of coming back here in the weeks or months to come—for this was our spot.

avatar-kermit:

harvard-dad:
are u kidding me
Sometimes they shrink in the wash

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toeverybrokenheart:

“One day, I’ll be no longer hurt when I hear your name.”
-unknown

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“If you think that I cannot live without you,” she says to him, “you are so wrong.”
“For I am not a flower, you are not the sun,”
She looks at him,
“I don’t need your presence to bloom.”
”

— Lukas W. // Forgotten Words #162 // I do not need you (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)

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“One day, I’ll be no longer hurt when I hear your name.”

““If you think that I cannot live without you,” she says to him, “you are so wrong.”“For I am not a flower, you are not the sun,”She looks at him,“I don’t need your presence to bloom.””

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“If you think that I cannot live without you,” she says to him, “you are so wrong.”
“For I am not a flower, you are not the sun,”
She looks at him,
“I don’t need your presence to bloom.”
”