April 2011
March 2011
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Sometimes, I talk just to hear myself talk; yet...
My silence is oft so much louder.
Anonymous asked: regrets?
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Fickle Hearts
Me: Eh, see. Relationships are going to be the death of our entire generation. We should live on flings and just mere inklings of compatibility, but alas-- we're too busy trying to find deeper meaning behind every look, every word. It's ridiculous.
Ashley: That's not how the heart likes it.
Me: Sadly.
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pssst. Hey tumblr.
fuuuckyouuu:
I’M NAKED. IN THE BATH.
BEST FRIEND APPRECIATION.
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Ask/tell me things, as my usual ask correspondents... →
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universology:
wepostmusic:
the XX — Shelter...
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thedustandthedirt:
Noah and the Whale - Hold My...
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weighty--ghost asked: I just love your Tumblr. I could probably hit the lovely little heart button on each of your posts... I just might do that. In other words, you're absolutely fabulous.
I've preached about never taking a relationship...
but now that I think about it, what if I was wrong?
Sometimes I sleep on my side and rest a pillow on...
Oh, I totally thought I was the only one.
Thank you, Brett for making me feel semi-sane.
So much relationship crap on my dash.
Hold on while I go projectile vomit on everything within sight. Angst & rage.
“I really just want to be warm yellow light that pours over everyone I love.”
– Conor Oberst (via ireadintothings)
I fall for people who will never fall for me.
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