marlene

6teen!! I like books n music.

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Guys do you think I can post this Picture of me on Instagram? i mean in a normal slide show post… everyone could see it…Im not sureeee

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It’s so terrifyingly weird, isn’t it? People needing each other, people yearning for each other, people being unable to live without each other… but does this stage of “love” last forever? Or is it really just a “stage”? I do believe in love, that I must say. But being surrounded by people who go through divorces and warning me about “absolutely not getting married” scares me. I want a pure and loving relationship with my future partner and I truly do believe it’ll come true one day. I’ve never been in a relationship before, that’s probably why I’m so delusional. My idea of love is so unrealistically romantic. It’s probably because of the books I read.

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Listening to Lana del Rey in my dark little room and looking out my window into the big dark sky full of millions of stars is fucking therapeutic. (and eventually thinking about my favourite book)

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I’m gonna go shopping on Wednesday with my best friend… I’m already prepared for the eye contacts with middle aged men💔

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Being 16 is so weird. Everything changes drastically. I feel so overwhelmed by everything… it’s such an odd stage of life. Besides, the longing for romantic stuff to happen to me gets stronger each day … I can’t even walk past a guy without having the most intimate eye contact. Is it weird that they’re looking aswell??? Or am I the freaky one? And I’m not even taking about guys my age, gosh no… I’m talking about middle aged men… probably in their 30s or 40s sometimes even 50s. What is wrong with me?!

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Lana’s songs make me feel things…she’s incredible!!!

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Why is talking to people so exhausting?? I just love being all to myself in my room, reading my books and listening to music. That’s all I’ll ever need.