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earthflowur:

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I want going to the mountains in a tent with you and spend time smoking weed and kissing you, love you

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p—sychedelia:

meadow--sage:

the way to my heart ❤

take note ^^

teavibes:

  I took a 7 week coast to coast road trip after being laid off from Boeing. I didn’t have a camper but realized that being able to pull off the road at a rest or truck stop was the way to go to make the trip affordable. With a few sheets of 1/2” plywood and misc. hardware this is what I came up with. The effort was well worth the time and materials.

Waaaant

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saepphire:

yvonnemayla:

petite—fleur:

 

bananasandlattes:

watching the sun set in an outdoor bath could cure any sadness in the world

“ You will always exist in the universe in one form or another. ”

—    Suzuki Roshi (via lazyyogi)

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pizzapriince:

following back everyone until i find a tumblr gf♡

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burgrs:

hi im here to ruin everything 

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letsgobananas:

The saddest thing I have ever heard:

I (sabino) just read a comment from a 2004 article by the ny times about the loneliest whale in the world. scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:

she isn’t like any other baleen whale. unlike all whales, she doesn’t have friends. she doesn’t have a family. she doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. she doesn’t have a lover. she never had one. her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. but her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. it is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 51.75hz. you see, that’s precisely the problem. no other whales can hear her. every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. each cry ignored. and with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.

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