between me, her, the devil and the deep blue sea

sophia.

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if ur still following this i don't know what you're doing go to http://www.paskha.tumblr.com

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pletz gave me easter flowers.

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this was on a dollar bill CVS gave me. wordd up

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so if you are for any reason still following me, you should hmu for my new url instead

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P.S. I'm not a sexual predator, Sophia. I have "issues" to be sure... but you have nothing to fear from me. I'm just a delusional old man who likes to daydream that he is young again and part of your world - hanging out with you and your friends... and just listening. My life has not turned out the way I thought it would and I long for a reboot. But we don't get to do it again, do we? We have one shot. I have squandered mine as a recluse... mourning my loss and waiting for the end. -D O M

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I miss you already. -dirty old man

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okay guys i'm done with this blog my new one's up if you want it then message me blah

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i'm taking a break from the internet and doing real things for a little bit

i think i'mma make a new blog ferreal when i come back to this i know i've said this already but since i didn't get around to it then y'all should like this/message me if you want my new blog when i make it

ciao

[tasteslikewordsalad]

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[nathaliedupasqueer]

[troublepeach]

from my exibiton Sad Girls Only

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I HATE GETTING SUCKERED INTO A DATE GUYS JUST DO THIS WEIRD THING WHERE THEY ASK IT IN THIS RLY INDIRECT WAY...? AND YOU CAN'T.... SAY NO....? LIKE WHERE THEY DON'T SAY IT'S A DATE SO IF YOU SAY NO YOU'D JUST BE BEING RUDE...? BUT YOU DON'T SHARE CINNAMON BUNS IF YOU AIN'T FRIENDS (WHICH WE AIN'T) AND YOU AIN'T TRYING TO GET IN SOMEONE'S PANTS

[fallforjuan]

[larmoyante]

I missed you every hour. And you know what the worst part was? It caught me completely by surprise. I’d catch myself just walking around to find you, not for any reason, just out of habit, because I’d seen something that I wanted to tell you about or because I wanted to hear your voice. And then I’d realize that you weren’t there anymore, and every time, every single time, it was like having the wind knocked out of me.

Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone (via punkrockpinup)

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