Good Riddance Untitled Document
Chris.18. Portland.
'It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right. I hope you had the time of your life.'
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holy fuck time to pass out

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skate-high:

I was having a bad day until I randomly got a text from a wrong number with nothing but this picture

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alyautomatic:

Painting Flowers - All Time Low

when I wake up, the dream isn’t done
I wanna see your face and know I made it home
if nothing is true, what more can I do
I am still painting flowers for you 

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zebablah:

television history

i’ve been trying to explain this sketch to people for years

refinedmind:

Just before nightfall I decided to take a walk outside. The sky was low, enveloping any object in its reach. It formed a dull, purplish haze - like nothing I’d seen before. The streets were empty. Not a single soul was out. It was oddly peaceful - imagining I was the only one left.

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