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izzy's playlists!
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we're not kids anymore.
Keni
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Stranger Things
Cosimo Galluzzi
d e v o n
will byers stan first human second
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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if i look back, i am lost
DEAR READER
Andulka
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@catfishandmonkeys
now that we’re talking about The Killers like every time When You Were Young comes on and the “you sit there in your heart ache waiting for some beautiful boy to come save you from your old ways” part comes on i honestly get my wig kicked all the fucking way back because its been years and my dumb ass is still waiting like sis…………..
that song doesn’t have to go off like that
Not really thrifted I guess, but I came across this rather suggestive ceramic cream container on Craigslist.
Pop that pussy paul Revere!!!
HEY we added image credit to this version pls reblog this instead
Lana Del Rey - Dark Paradise (alternative version)
WOW MY EARS HAVE BEEN BLESSED
Wooooaaaah we’re halfway there wooooaaaah
You: Sloppy Joes
Me, an intellectual: Untidy Josephs
Van McCann; Soundcheck music video
I see we’re no longer being subtle
And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.
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me as a four year old when im tired as fuck:
“man why cant i just pee in the bed?”
