crunchbuttsteak:

have you ever known somebody so shitty they completely ruin that first name for you?

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kushdrinker:

it must get annoying living in the south with all those banjos constantly playing 

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Perhaps we’ll meet again when we’re better for each other.
― Ten Word Poem #6 via (poemsbysmm)

(Source: poemsbysmm)

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Where do the words go
when we have said them?
Margaret Atwood, “The small cabin,” from Procedures for Underground (via lifeinpoetry)
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