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in love 

in love 

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if someone walked into my room right now they would see me sitting against a wall beneath sufjan lyrics while listening to sufjan while writing on tumblr about sufjan

what is the psychological significance of this

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All Delighted People makes me cry

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thesufjanstevensmodel5000:

Render to Tiberius that which is the pareidolia of the Moon Rabbit

thesufjanstevensmodel5000:

Render to Tiberius that which is the pareidolia of the Moon Rabbit

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thesufjanstevensmodel5000:

Crater Lake, Oregon. Magic is Real. God’s Love Is Written In Big Letters Called Refraction & Dispersion of Light Particles Through Water. Totally worth it.

thesufjanstevensmodel5000:

Crater Lake, Oregon. Magic is Real. God’s Love Is Written In Big Letters Called Refraction & Dispersion of Light Particles Through Water. Totally worth it.

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ryanpanos:

The House that Jello-O Built | Via

ryanpanos:

The House that Jello-O Built | Via

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wishing that Brad was here to make a negative noise at the mention of puppies

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music is better than a puppy that never becomes an adult dog

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Uncle Godwin 

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cheese puff

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If someone were to jump through my window with a machete and a bottle of gasoline I would be too relaxed to run so I would just act languid and try to provoke existentialism in my predator. Then we would eat my salsa together and I would send him off through the window again with a firm hug …

If someone were to jump through my window right now with a machete and a bottle of gasoline I would be like “look at this, I just predicted your existence to tire myself out via tumblr and now you’re actually here” He would be like “what is a tumblr” and I would show him the ins and outs and then he would start a blog where he could express himself in a healthier way, other than breaking into people’s homes in the middle of the night and swallowing knives / breathing fire for tips.

If this person were to jump through my window and I were to predict his existence and told him, he would be freaked out and would try to make me predict other things and I would fail and then he would kill me.

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Fantasy

Alex Trebek defiantly refuses to exit a revolving door. A tornado uproots the revolving door and sends him to the top of a building. 25 seconds later he exits and heads inside to his apartment.
He controls all tornados

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Fantasy

Alex Trebek silently frustrated when his shoes keep sticking to the ground.
He exits a high rise building through a revolving door, throws the shoes into a garbage can and takes the subway home, his navy blue socks protecting his soft feet from the ground