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21 days ‘till my birthday. Yo, whattttt?What I want:Hoop earrings with my name ( I will ask for these every bday and xmas until someone finally gives in and buys me them.)Money.There was something else I just can’t remember.

21 days ‘till my birthday. Yo, whattttt?

What I want:
Hoop earrings with my name ( I will ask for these every bday and xmas until someone finally gives in and buys me them.)
Money.
There was something else I just can’t remember.

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Whenever I meet a cute guy that was born after 1990 I want to kill myself.

hashimotocontemporary:

Shawn Huckins' series of acrylic works take 19th century American painting and photography in context of 21st century lexicons.

hashimotocontemporary:

Shawn Huckins' series of acrylic works take 19th century American painting and photography in context of 21st century lexicons.

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Back story, I’m really good at things.

Back story, I’m really good at things.

1000drawings:

 by kam wei

1000drawings:

 by kam wei

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Cleaning out my closet. I’m giving away two and half (huge garbage) bags worth of clothes. Awesome right!

And then I think to myself, maybe I’ll get rid of a pair of shoes or two. I go through all of them and I ended up trying most of them on and walking around the house. I love them all. I can’t part with any.

I want to go shopping now.

"A mistake repeated more than once is a decision."

Paulo Coelho (via munstersandghosts)

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Lol

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Lol

Re: garebear

I’m full of myself and lazy too but I’m also ambitious and have an awesome job. So I’m allowed to be that way. He on the other hand is just ugh.

Re: garebear

I’m full of myself and lazy too but I’m also ambitious and have an awesome job. So I’m allowed to be that way. He on the other hand is just ugh.

What if..

Last night I saw an old flame. First time in eight years.

Back in our high school days, they’d all joke around that him and I would marry. It was meant to be. I’d argue against it because he wasn’t photogenic. Our wedding pictures would be horrid!

We messed around a couple times back then. I used him and he me.

After catching up last night he retreated to his friends. (He’s married now.) He kept looking at me. I caught him couple times and he averted his eyes. It was awkward and funny. I was curious to know what he was thinking, going through his mind. Probs my tits. He loved my tits.