Gus: “It tastes like…”
Me: “Food.”
Gus: “Yes, precisely. It tastes like food, excellently prepared. But it does not taste, how do I put this delicately…?”
Me: “It does not taste like God Himself cooked heaven into a series of five dishes which were then served to you accompanied by several luminous balls of fermented, bubbly plasma while actual and literal flower petals floated down around your canal-side dinner table.”
Gus: “Nicely phrased.”
Gus’s father: “Our children are weird.”
My dad: “Nicely phrased.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

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Beyond epicness
Double Rainbow // by          Julia Lich
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Beyond epicness

Double Rainbow // by Julia Lich

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  • Alone
  • Scared
  • Depressed
  • Suicidal
  • The urge to cut or self-harm in any way
  • Abused
  • Used

I have something to say to all of you. A personalized message, no copy+paste shit. No matter how many notes this gets, i will send everyone a message.

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Oh… My God. :’(

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