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abomasnow:

girls are amazing i just watched my friend change 8 times before picking an outfit you girls are so dedicated to looking good i can’t believe there are men out there sitting in their cum stained sweatpants trying to tell you what you’re allowed to wear

thank you

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I fell in love and I wasn’t planning on it. No, not that I wasn’t already planning out our wedding by the 15th day and 360th hour of non stop small talk and yes- very deep talk. But I just didn’t exactly want to because the only type of love I was familiar with really liked vacations and red stop lights. The kind of love in which I had a hideous past with involved silence (not the good kind). The love I knew was an unrequited bitch who woke up on the wrong side of the bed most mornings. It missed the bus and took the wrong train, relentlessly trying to get to destinations in which it will never arrive. It mumbled and tip toed around vows, woke them up at 3 am and hoped to god that the sunrise was the new amnesia. The kind of love I knew tweeted “yasss you can get it *insert heart emoji*” just to get me jealous. For the record, Love and I did not have the best record. I was pleasantly taken back to learn that there is other loves… and they are so much more beautiful in person. I learned love was a 5’5 whine saying “I love you more I know I do.” Love was now coffee and I was now a regular. It is promises I actually intend to keep for the first time and knotty hair in my fingers. Love made fun of me, like all the time, but I kind of like it. Love is laying next to me and breathing into the phone so I don’t lose my shit at 5 am when the closet creeks. It was goose bumps on my thighs, two plates on the table with no intention of lies or even company for that matter. Love’s laugh was my all natural medicinal cure but she’ll be sure it’s mary jane. Love has these incredible brown eyes that pierce through any ability I had to stop myself from falling into vortex along with a million other people who are scared as hell refusing to fold their cards. I’ve got the best hand in the house. Love dig graves in her head trying to bury her thoughts. Love sends me lyrics, mostly from songs I’ll already had heard but I listen again for her sake, when she can’t express her hearts actions into words because the word leave will consume her body, subside in her veins, and make her squeamish to the idea of ever getting close to anybody. This kind of love let me in and I let love in. I thoroughly became best friends with Love, who is a stubborn, never-wrong, pain in my ass, honey honey honey. I will love, love, endlessly

-It took me 10 days to fall in love (via detonatedmotifs)

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I guess the truth is I just don’t wanna be alone. I’m so hurt and if I could I would just wish for things to actually work with him and I, but it’s unrealistic because he’s selfish and not ready. I’m in love with a moron, I just wanna love and be loved. I don’t even know what I’m saying
I’m a moron. I’m so in love with that kid. Flaws and all.


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meloetta:

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

(via you-aregoodenough)


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partlystarsmostlyvoid:

madmenandmayhem:

evilspice:

toyota:

damn the pope about to preach some sick verses

the guy beatboxing behind him

"the guy" is the italian president

P-Francis and the Prez


studip:

if u askin about my bra size u better be planning on takin ur ass down to Victoria’s Secret to buy me some nice bras

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We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one day years from now, we’ll meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot.

-Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, 2004 (via larmoyante)

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