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Why is it so hard to find Love? The kind of I’m holding you in the back of a bumpy cab while you stare at the Brooklyn bridge love?
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I’m so tired of people always looking for “pretty” things or only reblogging “cool” photos that have been doctored and photoshopped and while they may be “pretty cool” they still look like a hipsters Hallmark card.
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Me: Panic. Panic.
Xanax: Calm down.
Me: PANIC. PANIC!
Xanax: I SAID CALM DOWN.
Me: Okay.
Xanax: Okay?
Me: I feel better.
Xanax: Good, I own you now.
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bon-bon:
The older I get the more I realise there are no grown ups and nobody knows what the fuck they’re doing.
I realized this when I was a wee kid but then the adults told me I will “understand” things better when I grow up. Now I’ve grown and the only thing I’m sure of is that I’m not sure.
April 2013
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It’s not your job to fix me even though you broke me.
I will put myself back together. Just watch me.
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The Tumblr Curse
My mind: I should go to bed. It's past 1 AM
My body: I'm not really tired.
My mind: But you will be tomorrow.
My body: Probably. I should get a good nights sleep.
My mind: Eh, fuck it.
My body: (refreshes Tumblr page)
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