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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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cherry valley forever
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almost home
Not today Justin

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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EAT PUSSY IT’S ORGANIC
you can’t replace my vibe but good luck.
“isn’t it pathetic how we waste so much time & effort on certain people and at the end they prove that they weren’t even worth a second of it”
— therelatabletexts (via therelatabletexts)
“I think I sell myself short sometimes. I’m afraid to ask for what I want, because a part of me is afraid I don’t deserve it.”
— Humans of New York. (via blindthoughts)
Honestly not made to live another day on earth
Isolation is a way to know ourselves.
S/o to everyone who’s tryna get their life together. Working on yourself is the hardest part of life. The rest comes after
I like when you learn someone’s body and you find their scars, freckles or birthmarks. I love the human body it really is so beautiful
Every part
if you’re reading this i hope you find the strength to get through whatever it is that’s causing you so much trouble or pain at the moment
s/o to everyone who is still tryin to heal from things that they don’t talk about
tell me your intentions from the start so we both dont waste our time
Do you ever get the urge to get your life together at really inopportune moments? Like at ten at night you want to have a picnic and write poetry in the park, or halfway through your shift at work you really want to reorganize your room and make smoothies for the week but by the time you get the chance to do anything the motivation is gone?
why is everyone sad
dopamine machine broke