CREDIT
The Tourist
once in awhile i'm digging through the scars that we failed to heal

so please go back to sleep

101-010-1010:

Come along with me…

And the butterflies and bees

We can wander through the forest

And do so as we please

Come along with me…

To a cliff under a tree

Where we can gaze upon the water

As an everlasting dream

All of my collections

I’ll share them all with you

Maybe by next summer

We won’t have changed our tunes

I still want to be

With the butterflies and bees

Making up new numbers

And living merrily

All of my collections

I’ll share them all with you

I’ll be here for you always

And always be with you

Come along with me…

And the butterflies and bees

We can wander through the forest

And do so as we please

Living so merrily

Adventure Time - [2010/2018]

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sebastiastan:

Sebastian’s ET interview: A summary

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markired:

the green bean + doodles 💚

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aartyom:

Look, whatever you’re thinking, do me a favor; don’t let go.

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leepace:

some poor fool: please stop talking about the facebook movie it has been over 5 years

me: 

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haderwiigs:

Bill Hader + Breaking

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dianasofthemyscira:

I can fly anything.

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thehound:

I asked him, how can a man be brave if he’s afraid? That is the only time a man can be brave, he told me.

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tessgrway:

No buts. I promised I’d keep you shitheads safe, and that’s exactly what I plan on doing. 

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mcavoy:

What’s it really gonna do anyway?

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mollyrankin:

I don’t know why he saved my life. Maybe in those last moments he loved life more than he ever had before. Not just his life - anybody’s life; my life. All he’d wanted were the same answers the rest of us want. Where did I come from? Where am I going? How long have I got? All I could do was sit there and watch him die.

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travellersfarfromhome:

MAYBE I WAS AFRAID BEFORE, I’M NOT AFRAID ANYMORE.

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