Δ Siana Rebekah Tarragano ∇


I have nothing to say, apart from the fact that i'm not at all special.

bitch(ez) bouncing on my dick

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Angry music time.

I used to cry because I was happy.

I really do not like this feeling.

is it possible to cry, puke and punch someone all at the same time?

because i definitely know that’s what i want to do.

I’m beginning to find it hard to differentiate between my more negative emotions. 

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seyeder:


The Loneliest Whale in the World.
In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article 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 other 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 52hz. 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.
Just imagine that massive mammal, floating alone and singing—too big to connect with any of the beings it passes, feeling paradoxically small in the vast stretches of empty, open ocean.

gonna kill myself

cry cry cryyyy

seyeder:

The Loneliest Whale in the World.

In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article 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 other 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 52hz. 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.

Just imagine that massive mammal, floating alone and singing—too big to connect with any of the beings it passes, feeling paradoxically small in the vast stretches of empty, open ocean.

gonna kill myself

cry cry cryyyy

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jewist:

shout out to potatoes for being so fucking versatile and delicious 

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nuclearbuddah ASKED: Dumdumdiddedumdumdoo! Bitchtits how're the devil are you?!

HA. I’m doing pretty damn good thank you! How’re you doing? 

nuclearbuddah:

blazeoflight:

Pizza Hut introduces the Crown Crust Burger Pizza - a pizza encrusted by cheeseburgers. Only available in the Middle East.

I wanna have sex with it


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