noise dept.
Janaina Medeiros
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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KIROKAZE
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Mike Driver
will byers stan first human second
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$LAYYYTER
JBB: An Artblog!
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todays bird
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@sullenteengirl
rereading the bell jar by sylvia plath
I am 100 pages into the bell jar because the last time I read it- I was in eighth grade. I wanted to see if I would notice or relate to anything different upon the second read. I was also kind of curious to see what eighth grade me wrote in the book. She was naïve.
But
I can bat my lashes at you and hope for the best
You look at me the way clavicular looks at woah vicky and i really don't like how much i needed u- i'm such a girl loser
the girl in me sees everything in you
How to get people to excuse your strange demeanor and odd tendencies
Be extremely beautiful
Let everyone hit your vape
Kill your need for control
Keep a push-up bra in your rotation
Search and search and search for the good and pure in everyone.
I hope he knows that I love them and I have been spending my time with them in the same way that a meteorite burns up- sparkling in the sky and mingling with the gasses and heat in the atmosphere right before it makes its impact onto earth.
But just before it crashes into some unknown land, it will look and it will see the vast blues and greens of the world. It will see the world as many of us have never even seen it. Taking it all in until the last second and then the blissful, painless impact.
Driving in cars with boys the lana del rey song rewired my brain- in such a catastrophic way. I live for driving in cars with boys- riding around town drinking in their white noise.
I am your bronzed baby
Mother mary please forgive me
Look at me and take me whole and disturbed
Nothing more than a stack of stale dollar bills collecting in my mind
They were ironed to be flat and crisp
as to keep
Having boys drive you places is almost a luxury to me.
Something about floating around stores
and disappearing into my seat
It has such an air of familiarity.
@xxstargirl27xx
the tumblr and pinterest girlies have made me realize that i am not the only one thinking my silly thoughts and that we all in fact are crazy and share at least a third of our brain cells
I wrote in my diary “I think there’s something really wrong with me, but it also might just be that I’m a teenage girl.”
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hi prozac nation i am drunk love you guys
all a girl needs
i am girlblogging on my girlcomputer in my girlroom drinking my girlcoffee and hitting my girlvape.
