92° of Crazy.  Kame’s belly button.. (& crotch shot) :X (Source: wktkat-tun, via ern-turtle)  (Source: learnto-l0ve, via arefahaseena)  thekameeffect:
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Bored? click!
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mmmmmmmmmmm yeah
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i’m sure you’ll find it in the ocean one of these days
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bloomingandtenderness:
theballadofdevon:
soundlyawake:
johnman:
tessanetting:
DEAD.
Can’t stop laughing
I was listening to this when my brother walked in, scared the shit out of me, and said “WTF are you listening to?”
the slow rising, ugly laugh that rose from my belly was terrifying…
Bahaha
No I don’t.
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caterpillar!Kame.
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Know what you’r a genius!!!!
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Meet Beyoncé, a 2-week-old dachshund mix rescued from the streets of San Bernardino who may be the world’s smallest puppy. And it gets even cuter:
When the mother dog gave birth March 8, Beyoncé was the last and smallest of the litter. She didn’t have a heartbeat, but caregivers revived her through chest compressions and mouth-to-snout resuscitation.
The so-called “psychotically depressed” person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote “hopelessness” or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling “Don’t!” and “Hang on!”, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling.
David Foster Wallace
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