I just don’t understand why it isn’t socially acceptable to stay in bed all day long and watch lame romantic comedies and drink coffee and read books in your underwear. Whoever established all these “get a job, be successful” conventions really needs a serious beating. I didn’t sign the terms and conditions for this shit.
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Jaymz is ALWAYS telling me this shit.
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She leaves her mark everywhere. She’ll leave mascara stains on your pillows, not from crying (though you’ll worry) but from sweating it off trying and failing to fuck away her feelings. She’ll leave coffee cups all over your house, dirty underwear on your bathroom floor, notes in lipstick on your mirror and cigarette butts on your balcony. At first you think she’s trying to make an impression - trying to leave her jewellery on your nightstand so she has something to come back for - but then you start to realise, she’s just unforgettable.
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I was thinking what photo i can put and nothing really came to mind. Then i was cleaning out some old papers and i came across these and was like “AHHHHHH!” haha now if you know me you’ll know these two letters are completely irrelevant to the current logistics of my life. However they express how, over a few years, love has the power to change and fade. Where the ppl you once promised to never leave are actually no longer in your life and you aren’t quite sure how that happened. How a deep like can turn into love but never actually fall in love the way you though you were or wanted to. I guess you can say this is a ‘realist’ point of view love. It doesn’t alway work out but it’s not the end of the world. We love, we lose then go crazy. But then after we are able to release all of our emotions we being to move on, we aren’t always able to fully move on but we do. Then someone else comes along to start the cycle all over again till you find the famous ‘one’.
his eye <3
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French artist Mademoiselle Maurice who creates stunning geometric figures on urban surfaces using rainbows of folded origami figures.
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if Cinderella’s shoe fit perfectly, why did it fall off?
What is another word for a thesaurus?
Why do feet smell and noses run?
If you expect the unexpected, won’t the unexpected be the expected?
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This photograph is worth 1000 times more than a picture of a bottle of nail varnish or food etc. Only about 10 of my followers will reblog this, and the rest will not. It won’t spoil your blog. God bless him.
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I don’t think you can define love, it’s kind of like water. You know what it is and how it feels yet it’s impossible to describe/define the taste. Water like love, comes in many different forms. It can create a place of sweet serenity or of solace and mass destruction. But we need them in order to sustain life. The power of love is unmeasurable, it’s pushed by a force we can’t see but feel.
only in california
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i guess you could say that my life’s a mess
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