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jaclcfrost:

there are two types of cute

"aw how adorable" cute

and

"aw i want to make out with you holy shit" cute

and my goal is to be both of them


Anonymously tell me what you think of me. Don’t sugarcoat it. I am just genuinely intrigued.
geopsych:

Front step containers, blooming on.
insanity-and-vanity:

Clueless (1995)

ouija-broad:

Scenery, Lolita (1997)

beaky-peartree:

even white people are sick of white people’s bullshit


Hold my fucking hand, loser. We’re using the buddy system for the rest of our lives. How I’m going to propose  (via jovitaramos)

grass-breath:

all i want is lipstick the color of moonlight and perfume that will make me smell like those dewy little puddles of water that rest on leaves after it rains



You’re going to leave me, aren’t you? …you’ve had enough of me, haven’t you? You’re probably so tired of all this crying and all these moods, and I’ve got to tell you, so am I. So am I. Sometimes it seems like my mind has a mind of its own, like I just get hysterical, like it’s something I can’t control at all. And I don’t know what to do, and I feel so sorry for you because you don’t know what to do either. And I’m sure you’re going to leave me now.

Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation

(via
dearexboyfriends)