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The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.
I follow back :) message me if I didn’t please!
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Alan Ashby
I’ll reblog every time I see a Alan’s gif like this one.
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money can’t buy happiness but it can buy a false sense of security and fruity alcoholic beverages to numb the pain and honestly what’s the difference
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in case anyone hasn’t seen today’s cyanide and happiness comic strip
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Add another one onto the list of friends who have confessed their feelings.
How many does that make now?
Ten?
Twelve.
Good Lord.
1930’s Teen Delinquents
i.e. life role models
I’m just gonna reblog this again because it’s one of my favorite pictures ever.
That girl in the chair seems like such a badass I bet she was the leader of the crew.
I want to write about these girls.
When I was a teenager my mother found my grandmother’s (her mother) school scrapbook. It included things like photos, notes, and a two page spread of every demerit she ever received over the course of her formal education. Each of them set aside with little tags like she was so fucking proud of them. They were all for things like, “Unladylike behavior” or, “Skirt too short” or, “refuses to listen to authority”. I loved that spread so much.
I always have to reblog this.
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