“I’m not lonely. No matter where I go, you’re always with me. You’re in my head. You’re in the background. Wherever I go, I can see you, I can smell you. I don’t forgive you. I don’t forgive myself. But I want to. I’m lonely.”
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“I’m not lonely. No matter where I go, you’re always with me. You’re in my head. You’re in the background. Wherever I go, I can see you, I can smell you. I don’t forgive you. I don’t forgive myself. But I want to. I’m lonely.”
can’t say goodbye, i’m still drifting with your echoes.
Uenoyama getting Mafuyu’s hopes up, and then....Mafuyu, you precious baby...
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[puts far more meat than is reasonable into tortilla] [tortilla doesn’t fold fully or correctly] bullshit. what’s wrong with you. fuck you
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post
I miss Aaron Crascall’s vines
The lavender held memories, the eucalyptus remembered all the tears, and the poppies were always there to see the years crawl by.
Three plants that are reminders of my childhood home in Northern California.
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me: *gets touched by random wave of sadness*
me: so, this is what poets of Romanticism felt