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dreamingcarstairs

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karanna1

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What’s this thing that, that I can’t explain? Just a feeling, more like a warning And this thing that I’m telling you I can’t explain Just a feeling, more like a warning

Faking It - 1x08

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disconnectedcorgi

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cassandra-miller

should i give up or should i just keep chasing pavements even if it leads nowhere

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librocubiculrst

Say Something (feat. Christina Aguilera)

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ejw16pt2

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The Worst - Jhené Aiko

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heartsdales

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hopeinthedarkness-blog

Kat Graham leaving a music studio in LA

#girl pls #{ & fuck your soft words because i am not soft }#{ & queue it like a dude }

hopeinthedarkness-blog

I’d rather be hated for who I am than loved who I am not. Even if you’re not accepted, at least you are still yourself.

#kat with a puppy why #{ & fuck your soft words because i am not soft }#{ & queue it like a dude }

quoted-books

People are screwed up in this world. I’d rather be with someone screwed up and open about it than somebody perfect and ready to explode.

Ned Vizzini, It’s Kind of a Funny Story (via idiotarps)

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sins

#i just feel like this is what these two did when they texted #{ & i don't love you but i always will }#{ & queue it like a dude }

cummied:

me when i see a cat: CAT! cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat

#lmao india pls #{ & about }

wnq-writers

I thought I was over you. And then I got drunk off  a bottle of whiskey—  it went down so smooth  that for a split-second,  I thought I was invincible.   So I ran through city streets  and I stumbled through parks,   until eventually,  I found a small bench  to collapse upon.   And as the flickering light from   The dimly lit street lamp made a   home in my eyes—the first thought  that came to my head was you.  I kept thinking that if I could share   this moment with anyone, I’d  share it with you.   And as I laid there drunk and motionless—  my hands reaching for the stars,  I found myself tracing a constellation   That spelt out the words,  ‘I still love you’. It’s not over for me—I’m not over you.

Kelsey Gustafsson (via wnq-writers)

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the-lyrics-speak-for-me

She fell, she hurt, she felt. She lived. And for all the tumble of her experiences, she still had hope. Maybe this next time would do the trick. Or maybe not. But unless you stepped into the game, you would never know.

Sarah Dessen, This Lullaby (via the-lyrics-speak-for-me)

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canvasofthecosmos

the "has closest pizza delivery place on speed dial" squad

taurus, gemini, cancer, leo, scorpio, sagittarius, pisces

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{Tony} "would you look at that"

Graceful was not a word that could describe India. Something that was further proven when she found herself tripping over her own feet and being caught by a complete stranger. A handsome stranger, nonetheless. She could blame the fall on alcohol, but there was no alcohol on her breath and she had been serving this stranger for about fifteen minutes, so the lie would not have been a convincing one. It was when she was about to say something (and remove herself from his lap) that the words were shouted at them over the blaring music in the nightclub. Eyebrows furrowing, she followed his gaze to the mistletoe that was positioned above them. She vaguely recalled hanging mistletoe in random places around the club with Vik at five in the morning when she was half-asleep and smirked as she let her gaze meet his face. He was an attractive stranger and that was all the reason– however shallow it was– that she needed to kiss him, so without hesitation, she took his face in her hands and leaned in closer. “For catching me when I fell,” she whispered somewhat dramatically, her lips meeting his before he could respond.

#jackie-donovan #answered #india apparently likes to not give people enough time to talk #but seriously who would protest that face kissing them anyway

buffonias

#lol true true #but yes a lot less flirty #{ & spirit animal }#{ & joslyn }#{ & family isn't always blood }

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