L'esprit de l'escalier
I have no desire to minimize myself to a few mere words that will catastrophically categorize me wrong in your mind once I was the girl in "The Party Song" by Blink 182, now I'm more "Arabella" by The Arctic Monkeys.


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This is the chemical formula for love:

C8H11NO2+C10H12N2O+C43H66N12O12S2
dopamine, seratonin, oxytocin.

It can be easily manufactured in a lab, but overdosing on any of them can cause schizophrenia, extreme paranoia, and insanity.

Let that sink in.

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jingledeeznuts:

c0ntain:

What if we all looked the way we wanted? Our ideal weight became reality, our worries about money washed away. Your love life is exactly the way you pictured it. Do you think we’d all be happier? Or would we just find new things to hate?

this post just fucked me up

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weepingdildo:

I want a relationship that’s just like super cool friendship with like kissing

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spaece:

more here
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alexgaiskarth:


an 80’s teen movie; listen here II if your life was a cheesy 1980’s teen movie, this would be your soundtrack. 

everybody wants to rule the world - tears for fears // kids in america - kim wilde // holiday - madonna // lovesong - the cure // your love - the outfield // take on me - a-ha // maniac - michael sembello // come on eileen - dexy’s midnight runners // there is a light that never goes out - the smiths // heaven is a place on earth - belinda carlisle // love is a battlefield - pat benatar // don’t you (forget about me) - simple minds
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downfalls:

Holy shit
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creepy-fae:

also im drawing some androgynous flower heads who i love
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amerrickan-apparel:

if we’re fucked up you’re to blame
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