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effyeahryangosling:

I ask myself this everyday.
WHY NOT!!!!

(Source: agusai)

this is where i’d like to be.

even though my obsession seems to be over for this man, i will always have a soft spot for him…in my bed (tee-hee)

(Source: andcharm)

Sometimes I just feel really insignificant :(

was this in NY?? I was there!!

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-paramoreblog:

asdhjaskdh ME GUSTA

you fuckin bet i’ll  be paying ANY AMOUNT for that shiz!!!!!

(Source: theamericankid)

Hey America, I have a cute idea. At least sort out your health care system, hand gun violence, unemployment, public education, gay marriage, marijuana legislation and middle east conflict before you fuck around with the internet because let’s face it, there are bigger issues in the world than someone uploading a photo with a musician in it.

AIN’T THAT THE FUCKING TRUTH!!!!!

(Source: jalousie)

suicideblonde:

There is a question I have been wanting to understand the answer to, but have been feeling that I simply can’t ask. Eventually I just ask it anyway:

Do you think there was a part of you that imagined the two of you would somehow end up together?

Immediately, I wish that I hadn’t. The look on her face—a kind of juddering visceral alarm at what has been said…I don’t wish to see that look many more times in my life. “That would make me way too sad to answer,” she says quickly, and I hurriedly begin another question, about something completely different, hoping that if I say it fast enough these new words will chase the old words away from where they are hanging in the air between us, and maybe she will let me pretend that it was something I never said.

“No, no,” she says, and I can see the tears forming, and I think she means that she doesn’t want to answer any more questions about anything. I mutter some kind of apology under my breath.

But, even now, I’m wrong about everything. Mostly she is just trying to stop my new question. She has something to tell me.

“No,” she says. “I said it would make me too sad to answer but it’s also…”—and she nods even as her voice breaks once more with tears—”…one of my favorite things to imagine.” And through the tears, a beaming, almost beatific smile stretches room-wide across her face. “It’s actually one of my favorite places to visit.”

Michelle Williams by Chris Heath for GQ, February 2012

Teared up when I read this.