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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
we're not kids anymore.

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@musicallynumb
Foxing-Dealer
Pretty Odd- Panic! At The Disco
We could live in the exact same place, we could watch a hundred million things
neurone pathways will trace my memories of the features of her face in it i’ll place her voice to offer these words to her english boy “your misery is a choice”
Well maybe (it’s shocking) That you stayed (and I left) I’m not a promise (or a keeper) So I’ll haunt you until you remain
My head split in two directions But I’m doing alright
I can’t remember when things were this quiet
How can I say goodbye when I know you’re dying?
yesteryear still rings in my ear,
like buttons and pins, this mess we’re in
dissolves in time
You’re alright, you’re okay,
cuz no matter how much you fuck up,
you’ll get drunk at the end of the day. In the pit of my stomach,
I feel at home here, I feel at home here.
New JANK is sick as hell check this shit out #weedistight
JANK - Awkward Pop Songs Second / Blue / #22/50
Jank 1.12.16 Chicago, IL
Photos by: @breecoephotography
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and i’ll be holding onto you
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I’m feeling extra homesick today, so here are some pictures from when I last went home.
Gosausee 2012
When i saw Oliver Houston somewhere in North Jersey, screw my bad memory. pic creds: @musicallynumb
Thanks, but no thanks! I’d rather go to the beach, or keep on with brushing my teeth, relentless rinse and retreat (ever fresh, never clean). That academic lie is leaving me behind for better sleep at night, crippling debt end jobs–for the “good life.”
Bark at the branch, and stick it to the man. Flavor for a friend, wherever ya been? Long overdo, and trying to the true. Say, whoever knew? The news is blue. Most days are mostly the same, and I can’t remember their names; I can’t remember anything. Can’t quit coughing, slow to soften, lights less often: stay when your wanted, or say what you wanted to know–say what you wanted, or stay when you’re wanted to go. If you’re a loser, I guess I’m losing it all (a lot like a loser that’s no good at losing at all).