iamvishnu:

when people don’t shut up about being drunk

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thatfunnyblog:

me during group projects

On the way to the airport last night. As I was leaving the city, I thought about you. I felt guilty, believing that I had moved on already. You’re supposed to be as faint as the lights outside the window, yet somehow every time i come back you seem to be so close. I don’t know what else to say except that I miss you, and I’m scared I always will.


gaydtr:

this show is a work of art