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children at play
I ended up with forty acres;
I ended up with a broken fiddle-
And a broken laugh, and a thousand memories,
And not a single regret.
I ended up with a broken fiddle-
And a broken laugh, and a thousand memories,
And not a single regret.
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I have never related to anyone more than I relate to the woman on the left right now
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aw shit get it wednesday
HA! I almost forgot to reblog this today
Every Wednesday from now on.
Its wednesday , get it girl
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If there is a God, He will have to beg my forgiveness.
A phrase that was carved on the walls of a concentration camp cell during WWII by a Jewish prisoner (via ignify)
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old sport
old sport
old sport
old sport
old sport
old sport
old
sporta poem by jay gatsby
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this video will make your day better
hOLY HSIT
omfg
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there are definitely things i’m insecure about, but i fucking love myself and that’s the way to be people
Truer words have never been spoken.
Louis CK, ladies and gents.
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