what-about-wendy

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I love the way ‘the manuscript’ uses she and he instead of I and you. Because the story isn’t hers anymore

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i just want to draw tiny hearts everywhere because im full of love and the world is cruel

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happy birthday!!!!!!!!

thank you!!!!

#amorisisbackandbetterthanever

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someone you don't have to hide your "weird" side from >>>>

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it's just a girl and her headphones against the world

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one thing i never get tired of in songs is when they include some sounds from the recording booth like a laugh at the end, a ‘was that good?’ or like, the sounds of the guitar being put down, a chair creaking. it’s nice how music can be used as an escape but also something that ties you right back down to earth. it will affect you so deeply & then ur like wow… you just played that. it’s grounding & magical & just one of my fave things ever!

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my first favorite hobby is yapping. second is being extremely quiet and not talking ever at all ever.

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[what-about-wendy]

The sexual tension between a girl and not feeling real every time her birthday comes around

#me rn

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no bare minimum i want the moon and the stars

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“the magic fabric of our dreaming” is an INSANE line

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happy high infidelity day to those who celebrate

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i will not apologise for the person im going to become when ga2 (the secret of us) comes out

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#these lyrics are so jake/amy 😆🥰 BROOKLYN NINE-NINE (2013 - 2021)

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Please, picture me in the weeds. Before I learned civility.

@ryebreadgf/@delicatethunders/@ 1victiim23 on twitter/orson scott card/unknown/origin of the marble forest - gregory orr/i can’t unsee my childhood - nivya/unknown/@inanotherunivrse/seven - taylor swift

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lock broken, slur spoken, wound open, game token, I didn't know you were keeping count, rain soaking, blind hoping, you said I was freeloading, I didn't know you were keeping count high infidelity, put on your records and regret me, I bent the truth too far tonight I was dancing around, dancing around it high infidelity put on your headphones and burn my city your picket fence is sharp as knives I was dancing around, dancing around it do you really want to know where I was April 29th? do I really have to chart the constellations in his eyes? Storm coming, good husband, bad omen, dragged my feet right down the aisle, at the house lonely, good money I’d pay if you'd just know me seemed like the right thing at the time you know there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love the slowest way is never loving them enough, do you really want to know where I was April 29th? do I really have to tell you how he brought me back to life? high infidelity, put on your records and regret me I bent the truth too far tonight I was dancing around, dancing around it, high infidelity, put on your headphones and burn my city your picket fence is sharp as knives I was dancing around, dancing around it do you really want to know where I was April 29th? do I really have to chart the constellations in his eyes? you know there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love, the slowest way is never loving them enough high infidelity, put on your records and regret meeting me I bent the truth too far tonight I was dancing around, dancing around it high infidelity put on your headphones and burn my city your picket fence is sharp as knives I was dancing around, dancing around it, oh, there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love, and it's never enough, it's never enough, lock broken, slur spoken, wound open, game token, I didn't know you were keeping count, rain soaking, blind hoping, you said I was freeloading, I didn't know you were keeping count. But oh, you were keeping count. IF YOU EVEN CARE!!!!!!!!!!!!

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when i have a crush i dont kick my feet or twirl my hair instead i am in my kitchen at 3am pacing in circles with my hands clasped behind my back like a middle-aged divorced detective haunted by a cold case he just cant crack