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Me as a good friend: *supports and encourages ur hoe activities*
diary/sketchbook entry from early may, 2014
When someone tells you, “I love you,” and then you feel, “Oh, I must be worthy after all,” that’s an illusion. That’s not true. Or someone says, “I hate you,” and you think, “Oh, God, I knew it; I’m not very worthy,” that’s not true either. Neither one of these thoughts hold any intrinsic reality. They are an overlay. When someone says, “I love you,” he is telling you about himself, not you. When someone says, “I hate you,” she is telling you about herself, not you. World views are self views—literally. — Adyashanti (via princesskant)
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this top was worth way more than £1
i need it
don’t lie to me i know there was at least one person you recall seeing in high school who had no chill and wore a fucking trenchcoat nd he moved through the halls like he the undertaker on his way to the ring or some shit
you all deserve someone who isnt embarrassed to love you and tells all their friends about you and saves your selfies, good and bad to look at when they miss you and loses sleep to talk to you and tells you how much they love you. i hope you all find that!!
Sang Bleu Issue 6
in a scale from 1 to “i love the beatles” how boring are you?
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It’s like every time I sit down to write, I’m all like, “No, THIS time, I’m going to write a REAL story about BOYS doing BOYS’ THINGS.” Finding themselves and crushing out on girls and being straight and manly and stuff. Like an emotional (but obviously not TOO emotional) journey of self-discovery and coming of age with poignant moments of bittersweet, wrenching humor and maybe cancer—you know, something really universal and relatable that brings Americans together around our shared common values. But when I start writing, I get possessed by these overwhelming urges to write about experiences that are actually interesting to me, and I do that instead! — Sarah McCarry, author of ALL OUR PRETTY SONGS and DIRTY WINGS on why she chooses to write about girls. (via summerscourtney)