Set fire with just a little spark

ninfia:

Do you ever have that moment when a kid is looking at you and you realize that they’re looking at you as a grown up? Then its like no child im a children too, dont. Im sorry my outward appearance confuses you.

psych2go:

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psych2go:

For more posts like these, go visit psych2go

Psych2go features various psychological findings and myths. In the future, psych2go attempts to include sources to posts for the for the purpose of generating discussions and commentaries. This will give readers a chance to critically examine psychology.

wherearemyparents:

why did they take a screenshot of this post why couldn’t they have just reblogged it

wherearemyparents:

why did they take a screenshot of this post why couldn’t they have just reblogged it

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vampirevvekend:

ah yes, the timeless literary classic ‘romeo and bob’ 

vampirevvekend:

ah yes, the timeless literary classic ‘romeo and bob’ 

markdelfigilo:

pythonprincen:

Reason to Live #280: Autumn, and everything about it. It has always been and forever will be my favourite season. I love proper autumn, not the BC rain - when the sky is a chilly shade of blue, like glacier ice, and the sun is bright enough to set fire to the trees in their ochre glory; when the air has that crisp edge to it, the promise of snow, and is filled with the scent of decaying leaves and sap and pine; when leaves dance in the wind and blow across the ground and gather in heaps that I can jump into, and bury myself in. When we go to the pumpkin patch to pick pumpkins to carve them, and hay rides, and apple/pumpkin pies, and hot chocolate by the fire. I love the festivity and natural beauty of autumn, and it’s impossible for me to be unhappy on an autumn day like that.

Autumn in BC is another matter. It’s just grey and rains. I miss the autumns I had in Edmonton like this.

Can’t wait to shove pumpkins up my ass

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