between concentration and reflection

I'm a 24-year-old optimist with a heavy queer streak and a subtle sensibility.
Chicago, IL

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tell ur dog i said hi

me to all my friends w/ dogs  (via babyferaligator)

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and, if you can’t get toasted pearl Couscous handpicked and blessed by a Moroccan shaman on the first tuesday of the winter harvest for your Sautéed Escarole then store bought is fine


The best thick cocks and young hung studs

that’s not in the recipe

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u know them mutuals that ur kind of pals with but you want to be better pals with when u see them with their squad and u think “I wanna be like dat with u”

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Anonymous said: What do you mean when you call people light? I'm just wondering.


So let’s say it’s winter and it’s cold and the wind is hardly blowing. It’s gray and cloudy for months. You’re carrying around this heaviness and it seems like the rest of the world is too. After weeks of it, months of it, you step outside and the sun breaks through the clouds and it’s not gray anymore. Nothing around you is gray. Everything is illuminated and the snow is sparkling, and you breathe in the air and you feel it on your skin. You smile when the warmth of the sun touches your face and it feels like you’re waking up when you didn’t even know you were asleep. That’s what light people do to you. 

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2 days ago - 2032

Scratch my back enough to sink in, and I will enjoy it dearly.



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Human: “HAHAHA Animals are so dumb!”

*goes to war with its own species, uses up all of its resources, destroys its own environment, pollutes its own air and water*

Animal: *licks its own asshole*

human: *licks someone else’s asshole and calls it sex*

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I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.

Kurt Vonnegut  (via psych-facts)

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