For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a gaseous nebula must collapse.

So collapse.
Crumble.
This is not your destruction.

This is your birth.



meloetta:

"text me when you get home so i know you’re safe" kinda people are the people i wanna be around

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bravedad:

i wonder how many people i’m in the “i’d be down if you asked” zone with

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neon-vagina:

oh dear god

neon-vagina:

oh dear god

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partybarackisinthehousetonight:

*stops running* i…i.. *puts hands on knees* i can’t *panting* keep up with the kardashians

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egberts:

driving is so dangerous ur literally controlling a giant metal contraption with a circle and some foot buttons

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theclearlydope:

Nopety Nopes.
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theclearlydope:

Nopety Nopes.

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aworldoftheversusepic:

When you try the hardest not to wake up your parents
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