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you're still a mystery.
hard liquor mixed with a bit of i n t e l l e c t. and all the boys, they were saying they were INTO IT, such a p r e t t y f a c e on a pretty neck.
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Do not haunt my soul; I have done well forgetting you
Jack Keroac, On The Road (via thelovejournals)
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Girl as a honeycomb—
sickly sweet, riddled with empty spaces .
from “Untitled”, Mimi H. Kim (via magpiedreams)
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I was feeling like I never was young
No nothing simple ‘bout the simple days I mourn
If what I lost ain’t ever coming back
Then I can find a way to move inside of your mystery
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I didn’t know I was broken until I wanted to change
I wanna get better
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joaniehq:
“so i decided to let pudge outside for a little today, right? well it’s a good thing i had my eye on him because a hawk swooped down and tried to grab him! luckily i snatched him up just in time.” joanie exclaimed, lifting up the back of her hand to show a patterned bandaid. “see? it only scratched me a little, but imagine what it could have done to poor pudgey!”
“i didn’t think those sort of things happened outside of rumours.” the bridge of the girl’s nose crinkled up in slight thought as she nodded along; her eyes followed the blonde, lips shaping into a suitable look of relief. “at least he’s alright, though. and i think you managed to escape the most of it. cute bandaid, though. really emphasises the sense of heroism.”
#( &. joanie talks )#i'm v sorry these r all Trash it's 11pm and my brain is fried bc maths final tomorrow
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ycrrows:
“which would you recommend? rosemary, or lavender? i need something that smells good.” yarrow asked, weighing both of packets of seeds in his hand. “or is it just weird enough to be gardening outdoors in this part of town? either way, what do you think?”
“lavender. rosemary smells kind of weird." she didn’t hold back her criticisms, bitten fingernails absently tracing the outline of the packet she held in her own hand. “besides, lavender is easiest to grow. relaxing too, y’know ? s’posed to help you sleep.”
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