Josiecelena

Josiecelena


The Museum of Modern Art in New York, 1948

The Museum of Modern Art in New York, 1948

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wanksclub:

i’m the nokia phone in a room full of iphones

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pouryourheartoutbabe:

Camping sex, yes please.

pouryourheartoutbabe:

Camping sex, yes please.

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neatvibes:

most common thought: damn haha im going to have to deal with that sooner or later

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frosted:

teamrocketing:

*knocks you out with a calculator* bet you weren’t counting on that

 

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vilicity:

Color Study: Water Edition
vilicity:

Color Study: Water Edition

vilicity:

Color Study: Water Edition

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p-otter-m-alfoy:

at least i know nobody’s using me for my looks

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somewhittyusername:

strangevibezz:

gypsyrose27:

cheeba-chiefa:

My kind of barista


I wish this would happen to me

Same

Ha ha ha ha

somewhittyusername:

strangevibezz:

gypsyrose27:

cheeba-chiefa:

My kind of barista

I wish this would happen to me

Same

Ha ha ha ha

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You are not separate from the whole. You are one with the sun, the earth, the air. You don’t have a life. You are life.

swonb:

ambulanceinertia:

Why do some Targets have those big red concrete orbs out in front of them what purpose do those big red concrete orbs serve

image

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c1u:

reblog if you are into bondage or if you like french fries

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Romanticisation of Mental Illness, Kelsey Weaver

Romanticisation of Mental Illness, Kelsey Weaver

Romanticisation of Mental Illness, Kelsey Weaver

Romanticisation of Mental Illness, Kelsey Weaver

Romanticisation of Mental Illness, Kelsey Weaver

Romanticisation of Mental Illness, Kelsey Weaver

Romanticisation of Mental Illness, Kelsey Weaver

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2wentysixletters:

I’M GONNA BE OKAY I’VE GOT PEOPLE WHO LOVE ME EVEN WHEN I DON’T REALLY DESERVE IT I’VE GOT THINGS TO LOOK FORWARD TO AND PEOPLE TO LOVE AND DOGS TO PET AND RAIN TO LISTEN TO AND I’M GONNA BE OKAY WE’RE GONNA BE OKAY 

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