jeg ryger cigaretter - i stedet for at spise
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jeg ryger cigaretter - i stedet for at spise
Nogle gange lukker jeg øjnene og forestiller mig, at alt var som før - mellem os, dem og disharmonien kun var indadtil.
Men så åbner jeg øjnene og overvældes af realiteterne (via skaar-i-glaeden)
a girl can respect herself and still take booty pics wtf y’all talkin about
Jealousy = I actually care about you.
(via makemestfu)
jeg forsøger ofte at se cute ud, med store trøjer og en rodet knold men jeg ligner bare en junkie.
not killing myself is a personal achievement but you cant really brag about that at dinner parties
jeg er sådan en pige, man kun kysser bag lukkede døre
- Jeg bekender, at jeg aldrig er søvnig, men altid træt, altid bevidst og aldrig vågen. -
Søren Ulrik Thomsen (via vodkaeralt)
A girl doesn’t need anyone who doesn’t need her
Marilyn Monroe (via unlively)
jeg orker ikke at svare på beskeder eller ligge det tøj sammen som bliver krøllet i mit skab jeg orker ikke at gentage mine sætninger eller rette min drejede strømpe orker ikke at læse de få lektier til i morgen eller vande de tørre brune planter orker ikke at flytte mig fra stolen kan jeg sidde her til jeg vokser ud af mit tøj eller har slidt stolens armlæn ned? hvis bare jeg nu kunne gro fast ville livet måske køre forbi man overses så let når man sidder stille
I consistently leave social situations feeling like I’ve talked too much and too loudly, and emphatically said things I don’t mean. I leave wishing I’d given more compliments and eaten more slowly. How do other people speak so fluidly, tell their stories so gracefully? I am messy and hungry and always swearing, always starting my sentences without knowing where they’ll end.