Day in the Life of an Angel

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The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside him, or into the air all around him. She had become a physical necessity.

— George Orwell, 1984 (via sadexistences)

Change her to him and him to her.

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being ugly on the internet is nice because you know you’ve earned all your followers instead of getting them b/c youre hot

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eternell:

iwassoalonecastiel:

timelord-and-fishcustard:

The colour of this crack changes to a darker version of your blog colour.

GET ON MY BLOG

OmF there’s a crack of space and time on my blog.

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getoffmybloghoe:

when you lose your phone in the blanket and you just

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laughingsquid:

Where they make the Tumblr

LOOK AT THE GUY ON THE COUCH ON THE RIGHT

the guy on the right is the epitome of tumblr he probably did that at his job interview and theyre like youre hired

ANYONE ELSE NOTICED THE DOG GUYS THEY HAVE A DOG

I feel like my blog is a disgrace if i dont reblog this

I bet the lounge room have like Mean Girls playing & someone serving them Starbucks

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