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madelainehasson: @anna_hasson made me breakfast and I’m in the paper? This is a crazy morning! Thank you so much @StarNewsOnline 😳
tardisandcinnamon: jeremyandscarlett: until 1979 homosexuality was classed as an illness in sweden so you could call in sick bc you had the hots for paper boy in the morning Ellie, I’m disappointed in you, you left out the best part. The reason
kristinatofu: i took some photos of roses on brown paper this morning i’d say it’s very kinfolk magazine-esque
brianaa-nicolee: hkirkh: godotal: broken body “I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.” isnt
officialwhitegirls: white person: i was born with glass bones and paper skin. every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. at night, i lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep. my one wish since i was a child was
bdsm-place: She was caged in the bedroom …and that was early this morning. She was wheeled to the kitchen when he cooked, to the living room where he ate, and to the patio when he read the paper. From time to time he spoke to her, which is the only
tonycharm: boy finished with research paper at 5 in the morning
unabating: -angel: “I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.” this quote reads like an excerpt from an
foreignpussy: hkirkh: godotal: broken body “I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.” YOU DID NOT QUOTE
taumazo: SPENCER FINCH Trying to Remember the Color of the Sky on That September Morning, 2014 watercolor on paper, 2,983 individual squares Installed at National September 11 Memorial and Museum, New York City
joshpeck:the scene from spongebob where the guy says “I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning, I break my legs and every afternoon, I break my arms.” was the pinnacle of television literally how did the writers of spongebob come
hkirkh: godotal: broken body “I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.”
honeyssweets: paper—heart: 💚 Morning ☀️
raumdeutered:foreignpussy:hkirkh:godotal:broken body “I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.”
pantiemaster: fontfontivantodorovlovefontfont: cutepantease : Marie Nakazato - Club Paper Moon More Yellow Panties, great day in the morning.
merkitten-princess: hkirkh: godotal: broken body “I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.”
raumdeutered: foreignpussy: hkirkh: godotal: broken body “I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.”
qrisoner: qrisoner: just found this, scrawled on a piece of paper under my pillow from 4:09 this morning, and typed it up. the notes oh my god i love you all
deanisanactualprincess: hkirkh: godotal: broken body “I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.”
I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs. And every afternoon I break my arms. At night I lay awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.
foreignpussy: hkirkh: godotal: broken body “I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.” YOU DID
Sunday mornings… Papers and Maccie D’s (egg mcmuffin).
fvckers: qrisoner: qrisoner: just found this, scrawled on a piece of paper under my pillow from 4:09 this morning, and typed it up. the notes oh my god i love you all perf
feelingsanti: i’m not like other girls i was born with glass bones and paper skin every morning i break my legs, and every afternoon i break my arms at night, i lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep
blueveinsandkitkats: hkirkh: godotal: broken body “I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.”
cupboards: sticks and stones may break my bones because I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms
impressionism-art-blog: The Morning Bath, 1883, Edgar DegasSize: 70.5x43.2 cmMedium: pastel on paper
artist-miro: The Nightingale’s Song at Midnight and the Morning Rain, 1940, Joan MiroSize: 46x38 cmMedium: gouache, paper
I’m being harassed by a Meadow Vole. All night, as soon as I start to fall asleep, he starts squeaking and stomping around on bits of paper and plastic bags. I didn’t sleep at all the other night, and in the morning I tried to lure him out
besttblrbits: Reblog by how to remove fake nails raumdeutered:foreignpussy:hkirkh:godotal:broken body “I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony
ismaelguerrier: Morning sketch, “Soft Pink #2” (Color pencil on paper)
caseylemon: hkirkh: godotal: broken body “I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.” hkirkh:
mysexploring: John just knew her as his girlfriend’s quiet roommate, very prim and proper and never showing any interest in sex. Not till this morning. John’s roommate had left early to print out a paper for class, leaving him to sleep in. Marie
phd-bullrider: BUSTED! Fucking the paper boy each morning.
fuckyeahilike: raumdeutered: foreignpussy: hkirkh: godotal: broken body “I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me
nakedly: qrisoner: qrisoner: just found this, scrawled on a piece of paper under my pillow from 4:09 this morning, and typed it up. the notes oh my god i love you all YA
firedrill:dad: why are you drinking coffee at 10pm?me: time is an illusion. once you realize that, you can transcend, and live in blissme: *takes sip*me: also i have a 10 page paper due in the morning that i haven’t started
chocolatizethischocolatemind: foreignpussy: hkirkh: godotal: broken body “I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks
operaspaz: anomalyaday: I’m dying last night we had a house party and at one point I remembered I have a lit paper due this week and decided to get started on it, this morning I woke up to this Holy hell this is brilliant.
impregfetish: She was always jealous of hearing her mom scream out in pleasure each night as her step-dad fucked her senseless. Each morning, she would find at least two condoms in her mom’s waste paper basket. They always had golf-ball sized wads
gothteddies:thinking of making a cute little victim open up all of the christmas presents I bought them on christmas morning, ripping wrapping paper off of a ridiculous amount of sex toys, lingerie, bondage, gags, kinky outfits and clothing that I’ve
anomalyaday:I’m dying last night we had a house party and at one point I remembered I have a lit paper due this week and decided to get started on it, this morning I woke up to this
