My body if I could choose to ashes it reduce, And let the breezes blow my dust to where some flowers grow. Perhaps some fading flower then would come to life and bloom again.

Last Day of School/ Grad-night. Whoo!

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Benjamin Franklin (via thisisthehorrorshow)

(Source: bkoo, via thisisthehorrorshow)

Most people die at 25 and aren’t buried until they’re 75
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phantomblogger:

He’s just resting, waiting for a new life to come.

Frankenstein (1931)

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