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havocyn-deactivated20151225
I don't live in kansas
excuse me? i personally think u do, so um…how’s dorothy? :-/
im gonna toto-ly fight u rn 1v1 m8 meet me in the pit JOHN CENA ba doo doo doooooo
hi i need to refill my queue
"i didn't win but i persevered" is that what u call it miley? trying desperately to stay relevant that u go through great lengths to be nude on a FAMILY FRIENDLY show? lol ok
lol @ miley trying to get nicki back at the end
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I’ve got the bad blood in me I think,
the mad uncle, the bit of the bullet.
Sandra Cisneros, from “Six Brothers,” My Wicked Wicked Ways (via lifeinpoetry)
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please handle me with care i’m a very sleepy and soft creature
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me: pls talk to me pls !!pls pls!!!
me: *can't hold a conversation*
me: *has nothing interesting to say*
me: *is bad at replying*
me: pls :) talkto me
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favslut
Someone: *doesn’t text me back for 2 hours.* Me: *waits like 4 minutes to respond because i’m ignoring them back.*
Source: hooked-on-hookah
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me: im a chill person tbh i dont even care
me: is still violently bitter abt something that happened seven months ago
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canadad-deactivated20171111
*is left alone with my own thoughts* brain: welcome to hell
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profilth-deactivated20220511
I feel like I’m the equivalent to hotel shampoo. I’m only needed when you don’t have a better option.
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jungkook: [loses jimin in a crowd]
jungkook: ...anyway
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when cool girls think you are cool. it is The Coolest thing
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me: *buys something online*
me:
me: where is it
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*winks at the sky* for the aliens
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metamorphoses-8-deactivated2019
June was white. I see the fields white with daisies, and white with dresses; and tennis courts marked with white. Then there was wind and violent thunder. There was a star riding through clouds one night, and I said to the star, “Consume me". That was at midsummer.
Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via opia-et-rubatosis)
