all-time-nugget:

snucy:

zogwargqueen:

zogwargqueen:

folie-a-deuxme:

zogwargqueen:

im at starbucks right now and some other person with a mac just put this word doc into my air drop???????????????? 

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Did you say yes

my response:

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tHEY JUST CALLED OUT A FRAPPUCINO FOR SWAG MONEY (thats the name of my computer on airdrop) IM GONNA CR Y

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a modern love story

Swag money though

tubesock:

cartelgathering:

Tell me that I’m a good girl.

Tell me that I did well.

That I made you happy.

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It’s not about how many times you tell someone that you love them, it’s about how many times you were there when you had all the reasons to not to.

Was it hard?” I ask.
Letting go?” Not as hard as holding on to something that wasn’t real.

I just want someone to make me feel something. I don’t care, just make my head spin, set my soul on fire, anything. I can’t remember the last time I’ve felt this numb.

im gonna be hot in a few years i swear

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I love you— I do— but I am afraid of making that love too important. Because you’re always going to leave me. We can’t deny it. You’re always going to leave.

The biggest mistake you can make is holding onto someone who has already let you go.

I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.

I hate the feeling when you have to say goodbye to someone you want to spend every minute with.

There it goes again. That heavy feeling in your chest when you don’t feel any desire to speak or move. All you want to do is close your eyes and sleep, because the process of being broken is incredibly exhausting. You attempt your best to make your days fulfilling, but no matter how hard you try, you can’t seem to connect to anyone or anything.

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