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girl crush

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OSCAR DOES NOT GET ENOUGH INTERNET FAME AS THE BEST GAY REPRESENTATION IN THE WORKPLACE

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GUYS -

this was the story she was telling,,,

..this is what i've been trying to put into words since i first heard folklore.. @taylorswift @taylornation

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folklore tracks + favorite lyrics

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track 7;

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folklore as an old storybook

@taylorswift @taylornation

part 1 | part 2

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Bob Ross - Campfire

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me at 13: *has acne*

somebody: don't worry it will go away

me at 20: when

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nothing will ever be the same

once you fall for the right man

nothing will ever be the same once you figure out

your plan

nothing will be the same

when you remember your old tumblr

nothing will be the same when you find out the meaning 

of down under

the posts you used to repost 

and the poems you used to write

as you try to reconnect 

with yourself 

in the dead of night

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someone: i love you

me internally: prove it prove it prove it prove it prove it prove it

also me internally: please dont love me i dont want to hurt you this is terrifying please dont love me

yet also me internally: good, everyone should love me. get on your fucking knees and worship the fucking ground i walk on.

somehow also me internally: THEY LOVE ME THEY LOVE ME THEY LOVE ME THEY LOVE ME THEY LOVE ME THEY LOVE ME THEY LOVE ME!!!!!

me externally: aww i love you too!!

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The Evolution of Childish Gambino

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idek

My life has become so different lately. I can not bring myself to pick up a pen and write. I can not bring myself to clean my room or take a shower. I just do not care much anymore. But I do know I care about myself. I do not want to go anywhere. I do not want to party or drink or even be by myself in my bedroom talking to Tinder boys or typing a rant on Tumblr for anyone to find. Everything has become pointless to me and that is fucking terrifying. The thing is I am so fucking confused on what I want but I am also so sure of what I want. Maybe I am sure of what I want but I do not know how to accomplish it? And that makes me insecure about my feelings? I’m very unsure and I make no fucking sense. I never make any sense because all my thoughts are so conflicting and everything is never as it seems it is.