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minute 2:44 of shallow by lady gaga gives me CHILLS bitch she really did that. she did that for all of us
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some guy told me I was narcissistic for taking photos of myself when I cry. He was all side smiles and angry mysterious movie boy and I didn’t care for it. What’s your name? What’s yours. Cool. Oh you hate small talk too, what a surprise. East London, of course. A note in my phone of his taste in music I should check out (I played it in the uber home, I didn’t like it at all), challenging the awkward silences by staring at it directly in the face, pretending we liked it because we’re both twisted. My tearful reaction to my new favourite song; as proof, and of course to appear endearing. I was not flirting. Maybe. And then instead; “that’s a very narcissistic thing to do. It’s okay though. We all have our outlets.” If he were smoking he’d have taken a long drag right about now. “I drink. I fuck.” I rolled my eyes, hard. I saw right through it, just as he saw right through mine. Fair play. (stream of consciousness about a random night in a pub lol)