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tall boots, and a train station.

At the beginning of this week a guy stopped me in the streets to compliment me on my outfit and my appearance. After talking for a while I gave him my number, agreeing for a drink. Being the hopeless romantic I am I already pictured a fairytale ending. Nonetheless it didn’t happen. He was nice and all but too nice. I felt liked only by my appearance and not by the stupid pictures I take of my friends, the amount of time I spend with my parents or the amount of love I have for food.

I want someone to love me for me in the end I guess.

But it did make me believe maybe one day someone will come up to me and fall in love with me because of all of those things.

Not only my knee high suede boots.

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in addition to the fact that people just have different natural rhythms, a big reason why we can’t seem to go to bed as early as we “should” is that nighttime is, for many of us, our safest and most fulfilling time of day. we don’t have to work, we won’t be contacted by bosses or insurance companies or collection agencies or other suffocating life business… we’re likely only to be contacted by our friends, or by no one at all. night time is release; it’s ours. we can rest or recreate. we can do things we actually want to do. who would choose to cut that short?? just to usher in the next morning when our lives are not our own again? nighttime is precious and nothing could be more normal than the desire to embrace this

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*me thinking this boy had genuine feelings for me*

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“There are people who dislike you because you do not dislike yourself.”

— Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (via childmagazine)

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“Sit like a lady” Me:

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So someone told me i had a lovely ass, well thankyou.

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https://www.instagram.com/p/BeiOWxDgPpd/

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Lovers and Drifters

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whenever im trying to do anything