Reblog for a miracle to happen tonight
do it my dad bought me tickets to infinity war premiere :))
I’m actually gonna try it myself now
IT HAPPENED, A MIRACLE HAPPENED I’M SO HAPPY OMG
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I think next thursday is gonna be the best day of my entire life tbh
reblog for next thursday to be the best day of your life
not risking it
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“What do you shoot at when the monster isn’t a thing, but the absence of a thing?”— Hannah Gramson, Clever Corinne, found in Naturally, Disaster
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Reblog for a miracle to happen tonight
do it my dad bought me tickets to infinity war premiere :))
I’m actually gonna try it myself now
IT HAPPENED, A MIRACLE HAPPENED I’M SO HAPPY OMG
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I hope something unexpectedly good happens to you this week.
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ok universe, i’m ready to feel good things. make me feel good things.
whenever i post this it works
reblog if u want to feel good things & the universe will bring u something sweet
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Reblog for a miracle to happen tonight
do it my dad bought me tickets to infinity war premiere :))
I’m actually gonna try it myself now
IT HAPPENED, A MIRACLE HAPPENED I’M SO HAPPY OMG
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"The long silences need to be loved,"
Franz Wright, from God’s Silence: Poems; “Home Remedy,”(via violentwavesofemotion)
is it a still a eulogy if the only place you are gone is inside of me?
i think of you often. i think of how you would love my new house, how proud i want to believe you would be of me, of how grown up we now are. i still think of you often, as the seasons pass and every one has a different memory of you attached to it. how forever when summer comes i will think of blacktop and roofless jeeps, swingsets; a movie theater playing a movie that goes on for always. and a million more- i can talk forever of how you are scattered across the landscape of my most special years. i am somehow reminded each day of how you taught me to love unwaveringly, of the hope you never hesitated to give me. it’s been so many years now. i still think of you so often. you return to me in the passing of cars and the falling of leaves. in the innocence and the reverb of new young loves. i have grown so old from what i once was, but some part of me will remain transfixed on a carnival that never ends, on the secrets I tell your ghost.
