August 2011
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I love people who are assholes.
I’m not talking about ones who try to be assholes or fuck you over emotional-wise,
but people who are just
assholes by nature. and don’t give a fuck.
I can't grow a new heart.
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wavvvvvvves:
I want kisses and hugs and cuddles and all of the beautifully generic forms of affection.
everything from England is better.
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Don’t ask, don’t tell.
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lostthemoon:
My favorite time of year is when Summer is just starting to turn to fall. When you wake up in the morning and it’s chilly enough to put on a comfy sweater and slippers and sit on the porch with a cup of hot coffee. The leaves just starting to change colors. And the smell in the air. I can’t describe the smell. It’s wonderful though. Almost like starting new. The smell of the leaves...
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lostthemoon:
theyneverlied:
paper cranes, pomegranate chapstick, black pens, spearmint gum, the moon, memories and fairytales, silence, kissing, the giving tree, gravel and sea foam, old letters, road side cigarettes, green eyes, pretending, post-nap euphoria, forgetting and fucking up, lists, whiteout, broken clocks, him and his smile.
Can I just say this is beautiful.
pauliebleekeristotallyboss:
no such thing as happiness in my life.
