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pikachulikesyou:

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Today a plane,
Plucked from the sky,
Fell like Lucifer;
With flames running high.

And I thought my life was hard,
Sitting next to tramps on the bus
Stinking of sweat; all with
Faces covered in acne and pus.

How lucky am I? A winner of
The lottery of birth;
Look how another suffers
For my easy life on earth.

Today a plane,
Plucked from the sky,
Fell like Lucifer;
And only God knows why.


The Lottery Of Birth

By Ryan Havers

(via ryanhavers)

keatchi:

itssofluffy-im-gonna-die:

h4te:

i want to go on a shopping trip where i am the only one in the shopping mall and everything i want is free

that’s called night robbery 

so be it

(Source: h4te, via rizzlek-icks)

wildstag:

untitled by riss! on Flickr.
vodka-cures-anxiety:

☀
expeditum:

Tumblr on We Heart It.
vanillahpalms:

♡
twistytwirls:

(by littlelightwriter)
twistytwirls:

h (by forward to forget)
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