*scrolls far back into my blog* oh yesâŠi was suffering quite vigorously here
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*scrolls far back into my blog* oh yesâŠi was suffering quite vigorously here
The world does enough of that already.
have you ever noticed you pick up little habits and phrases from the people you love? itâs no wonder our hearts are so easily broken when people leave. we become a reflection of the people that we care about and those personality traits stick with us even if the people donât
I make my ramen the way a friend taught me in eleventh grade. Every fall, I listen to a playlist made for me by a boy I drove across a border to hook up with. I eat sushi because a girl who wonât talk to me anymore made me try it, and Indian food because my best friendâs parents ordered for me before I knew what I liked. There are movies I love because someone I loved loved them first. I am a mosaic of everyone Iâve ever loved, even for a heartbeat.
i make string bracelets just like a girl at camp taught me, i call people darling just like my first girlfriend did, i eat goldfish crackers because it reminds me of a childhood friend i miss, i listen to one song because that was the song playing when i met a stranger on a bus and talked for 30 minutes. i stir things just like my grandmother taught me to, i am the product of all the people who have touched my life.
There can be no peace for us. Only misery or the greatest happiness.
Anna Karenina (2012) dir. Joe Wright
where the fuck is party at rn tho???
They removed tumblr from the App Store weâre rogue lads
NYTimes story on Japanese Kit KatsÂ
Photos by Spencer Lowell
all because youâre my kindddddd
Hardest Thing (Prod. Midi Mafia) Frank Ocean
The look on the red toadâs fucking face I canât breathe
ITS ABOUT TO BE A WHAT
TOAD FIGHT
are you healed, or just distracted