texting is cool, but what if we went on a late night drive and played all out fav songs.
Noah Kahan

oozey mess

#extradirty
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Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
Color Me Curious
The Bowery Presents
YOU ARE THE REASON
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almost home
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
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cherry valley forever
The Stonewall Inn

Kiana Khansmith

Discoholic 🪩

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Phantogram Three
Cosmic Funnies
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texting is cool, but what if we went on a late night drive and played all out fav songs.
It’s ok. I mean no, it’s not but wtf can I do about it?
The difference between ordinary and extraordinary is that little extra.
~Jimmy Johnson
u gotta be mature enough to understand that u also have some toxic traits, it’s not always the other person.
I text back fast with no shame. yes, I want to talk to you.
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my intuition is just insane. don’t ask me how i know…. but i know
after a while it just be like nvm
November carries with it the scent of leaves forgotten on the pavement and the whispers of buildings that bear memories from other times. A season of untold stories, written in the colors of the sunset. A month where silence deepens, and every fallen leaf seems to gather within it the forgotten secrets of a world once full of life. As the wind brushes against the dry leaves, our thoughts intertwine with echoes of the past, and every step on the sidewalk resonates as a reminder that time passes, yet leaves behind a quiet beauty—a beauty that asks for nothing but to be noticed. Autumn is not just a spectacle of nature but an invitation to introspection, a moment to rediscover ourselves in the fragments of light filtering through the branches. 🤎🍂🍁
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— Unknown