May 2012
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when you listen to a song you used to listen to ages ago and you get that weird as fuck spine chilling feeling as you remember how your life was at that point in time
April 2012
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It’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.
– Abraham Lincoln
Just want a car with my music and just drive that shit far
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today at starbucks this girl ordered a drink and told them to put the name “primrose everdeen” on the cup and when the barista called out the name she screamed “i volunteer as tribute” and everyone just stared at her
every morning: fuck my life why the shit did I go to bed so late god why do I do this to myself okay that's it tonight I'm going to bed at 6PM no excuses this is ridiculous
3AM that night: well fuck
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chrysalism
n. the amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm, listening to waves of rain pattering against the roof like an argument upstairs, whose muffled words are unintelligible but whose crackling release of built-up tension you understand perfectly.
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Expectation is the root of all heartache.
– William Shakespeare