when i got those blues
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your old friends are still around but different now the stores and restaurants now derelict your favorite snack from the grocery store no longer on the shelf their absence replaced with haunting reminders of something you once had despite everything new it will never be enough to replace the loss along the way
speak it
I enjoy headcanons that are like, character x reader but how I YEARN for ones that have just friendship or nothing to do with the reader. just like, pure silly ideas. I’ve had more than enough headcanons about pda and when they get jealous and all that. I wanna know what songs get stuck in this character’s head. Their favorite smells? Any side hobbies? Favorite animals? Pet peeves? Favorite weather? With friends, do they prefer sitting in silence, or talking for hours on end? Hangout spots? Inside jokes? What do yall talk about and bond over? I wanna know about the mundane things, and what being friends with them would be like, not just romance.
wondering if the thoughts are intrusive or intuitive rn
my life is full of so much bliss that when people listen to my playlists
they think i’m hinting at proposal
you change everything for me
the ocean moves in and out
the mountains shake and crash
air blows
the plants are breathing.
i may not be the smartest
or the most charismatic
or the prettiest
or the most known
but i’m better than everyone else
i can FEEL it
tu as une cigarette?
live through this alternative cover
kirsten dunst, 2007
do you want children?? do you wanna marry me?? do you wanna run marathons in long beach by the sea?? I've got things to do, like nothing at all, I wanna do them with you, do you wanna do them with me??????
lana has the most bizarre nicknames
“he saw me dancing and called me misses honey cocaine”
can we talk abt this 😭
pretty much
todays journal 🎀
i’m shit at french, shit at drawing, shit at writing, and shit at violin
so basically i’m the shit
welcom
im the bestest you’ll luv it here
i better see all the hotties posting to national anthem tonight
my favorite words:
americana
peony
spezial
esoteric
proxy
yeah
trace a finger across the skyline. forever indulging, judging, pointing out, and misunderstanding everything and still finding it all so bottomless in meaning.
that’s what it’s like to step into these coasts. to feel the the layers of history and culture from each bite and breath. to wake up in air like that, you feel grateful for its gifts to you
stay dangerous, crush rosin
next to you, in malibu