If you are lonely when you’re alone, you are in bad company
Jean-Paul Sartre (via man-and-camera)

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iwishicouldgotodisney:

amyzing12:

satanswolfpack:

keshawnrob:

sixcatsandtwodogs:

l3nvi:

phillywillygasp:

yunomaekfunwitmii:

gaymerlag:

kebinu:

jkimisyellow:

floptina:

mulan dont give a shit

mulan has run out of fucks to give

Mulan no curr

Mulan: “Gurl had it coming.”

Mulan: ” One less bitch, to worry about “

Mulan: “Who’s next?”

Mulan: “Look at all that dishonor”

I’M LAUGHING TO HARD AT THIS OMG

MULAN NO CURR

WHAT ABOUT THE BLOND ONE?! She’s like “LORD JESUS DONT TAKE HER”

The BLONDE one? You mean….SLEEPING BEAUTY???

LOL “THE BLONDE ONE”

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Let them miss you. Sometimes when you’re always available, they take you for granted because they think you’ll always stay.
Anonymous  (via morgan-freemans-voice)

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beautilation:

“I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become her?’ I didn’t know what she meant but I just said ‘Yes’- and then I saw it. I don’t know how to explain what she did because it was so very subtle, but she turned something on within herself that was almost like magic. And suddenly cars were slowing and people were turning their heads and stopping to stare. They were recognizing that this was Marilyn Monroe as if she pulled off a mask or something, even though a second ago nobody noticed her. I had never seen anything like it before.” - Amy Greene, wife of Marilyn’s personal photographer Milton Greene

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Paisley

Paisley

My pals puppy!!

My pals puppy!!

I'm wasted, losing time
I'm a foolish, fragile spine
I want all that is not mine
I want him but we're not right
All my limbs can become trees
All my children can become me
What a mess I leave

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