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We're only young and naive still, we require certain skills. The mood it changes like the wind, hard to control when it begins. The bittersweet between my teeth trying to find the in-betweens - fall back in love eventually. Can't help myself but count the...

[briennesjaime]

something just like this, the chainsmokers & coldplay

[qpaulina]

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[dominicmatthewjackson]

You think you’ve seen her naked because she took her clothes off? Tell me about her dreams. Tell me what breaks her heart. What is she passionate about, and what makes her cry? Tell me about her childhood. Better yet, tell me one story about her that you’re not in.   You’ve seen her skin, and you’ve touched her body. But you still know as much about her as a book you once found, but never got around to opening.

(via aureat)

[perrfectly]

I think the reason why twentysomethings are so fixated on age is because we feel a pressure to be a certain way at 23, at 25, at 29. There are all of these invisible deadlines with our careers and with love and drinking and drugs. I can’t do coke at 25. I need to be in a LTR at 27. I can’t vomit from drinking at 26. I just can’t! We feel so much guilt for essentially acting our age and making mistakes. We’re obsessed with this idea of being domesticated and having our shit together. It’s kind of sad actually because I don’t think we ever fully get a chance to enjoy our youth. We’re so concerned about doing things “the right way” that we lose any sense of pleasure in doing things the wrong way. Youth may be truly wasted on the young.

Ryan O’Connell (via perrfectly)

[qpaulina]

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[somewhereinthesea]

So what are you gonna say at my funeral now that you’ve killed me? Here lies the body of the love of my life, whose heart I broke without a gun to my head. Here lies the mother of my children, both living and dead. Rest in peace, my true love, who I took for granted, most bomb pussy, who because of me, sleep evaded. Her shroud is loneliness. Her God was listening. Her heaven would be a love without betrayal. Ashes to ashes, dust…to side chicks

Beyoncé (Sorry)

[allcapsonglyrics]

Sorry // Beyonce

[bratsquad]

You’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness.

(via flannel)

[poserisland-deactivated20240615]

[kushandwizdom]

I just have this happy personality and a sad soul in one body. It feels weird sometimes.

Unknown, (via kushandwizdom)

[qpaulina]

[the1975music]

// R O B B E R S //

‘Robbers’ is a love song, it was originally inspired by my love of the Quentin Tarantino film 'True Romance’, the story of an Elvis obsessed loner who falls in love and marries a prostitute. In the movie the couple run away to California after killing her pimp and stealing his drugs to start a new life financed by a once in a lifetime drug deal. It’s the sentiment behind the film that appeals to me, the hopelessly romantic notion that two people can meet and instantly fall in love, an escape story where love is the highest law and conquers all against the odds. Characters like Bonnie and Clyde always appealed to me as a teenager - couples so intoxicated with one another that they fear nothing in the pursuit of the realization of each other, actions fueled by blind unconditional love. 

'Robbers’ is an ode to those relationships. The type of relationship all humans long for. All or nothing. 

This video is about when love makes two people feel they are the centre of the universe. 

- Matthew Healy 

[imjust-trying-todream]

Oh my fuck

[high-rollin]

Oh wow

[delreigns]

[discolor3d]