Timid me and gutless you.

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Remember how I'm sorry that I miss the way it could be.

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"I just want to be happy. I want to know what it's like to wake up without a worry." You'll Live💖 /// july 27

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State Champs💛💙💜

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In the garage i feel safe.

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保冷剤巻いてお散歩。お風呂場マット丸見えや

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LEON 😘

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No toys allowed for a walk. 🙅

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I know where your heartache exists, it's when you are alone and when you're around me.

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Got these cute pillows😊💖

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Kui loving the weather today. 🌸

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Will you remember those late night walks? 🎧😴

[ruinedstockings]

Self-Positive Sailor Moon part 2

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OMG

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Kid you'll be okay, you'll get better with age.

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I totally forgot I had preordered these. Look at those colors!

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Visit Original Link

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The Weakerthans - “Left and Leaving”

I also spent my day listening to The Weakerthans, which made sense, as I was already feeling sad and nostalgic and The Weakerthans know that feel/always make me feel even sadder and more nostalgic.

My city’s still breathing (but barely it’s true) Through buildings gone missing like teeth The sidewalks are watching me think about you Sparkled with broken glass I’m back with scars to show Back with the streets I know Will never take me anywhere but here The stain in the carpet, this drink in my hand The strangers whose faces I know We meet here for our dress-rehearsal  To say, “I wanted it this way” Wait for the year to drown Spring forward, fall back down I’m trying not to wonder where you are All this time lingers, undefined Someone choose who’s left and who’s leaving Memory will rust and erode into lists  Of all that you gave me: A blanket, some matches, this pain in my chest The best parts of lonely, duct-tape, and soldered wires New words for old desires And every birthday card I threw away I wait in 4/4 time Count yellow highway lines that you’re relying on  To lead you home

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Favorite song of all time.  Will always reblog.