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fiona | 17 years old | new york | the front bottoms are my fav

chasingtrophywhitetails:

Does anyone else reply to a text mentally but not physically then forgets to actually reply all together or is that just me

(via connorandshit)

iabty:

yo dylan u were always my favorite even when i was in 3rd grade and everyone said u were fat i stood by u
obamac0re:

i’ve been in this pizza pizza and sat in the seat Scott is in and that is the most important moment of my life
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My mom has this cute little analogy: that having boyfriends and girlfriends should be like using campsites— if and when you are done, leave them in better condition than when you found them (for the next camper). I don’t know… It’s just like a reminder to be graceful when you try to handle either break up situations or when you try to solve problems with them.

Things Emma Miller Says To Help (source)

(via c--stellations)

johannsebastianbitch:

You know whats fucking scary? The fact that I could literally change my life at any moment. I could stop talking to everyone that makes me unhappy. I could kiss whoever i want. I could shave my head or get on a plane or take my own life. Nothing is stopping me. The entire world is in my hands, and I have no idea what to do with it.

(Source: jamesbabeshaw, via swing-like-a-fistfight)

l1berum:

there is a huge difference between genuinely liking someone and liking the attention they give you and it took me a long time to realise that

(Source: d1ssimilis, via businessofmisery-)

classy-kate:

deluminator:

ufck


The relationship must have been pretty serious if they were sharing a Netflix account
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[new text message/ 3:16 am]
I just drove 16 hours. I need to see you.

[new text message/ 2:09 am]
I’m drunk and I know I told you I didn’t want this anymore. But I want it. I want you. I’m sorry.

[new text message/ 12:13 pm]
Maybe if I could kiss you one more time everything would be alright.

[new text message/ 8:07 am]
Fuck. I shouldn’t have let you go.

[new text message/ 4:02 am]
Are you up? I miss you.

[new text message/ 4:05 am]
A lot.

[new text message/ 5:16 pm]
I saw something that reminded me of you and my throat caught fire.

[new text message/ 12:22 am]
I wish you were here.

[new text message/ 3:17 am]
I need you. Please call me back.


9 texts I wish you’d send me even though I know I’ll probably never hear from you again (via extrasad)

(via digesting-yourlegs)

fuckyeah-folkpunk:

Ghost Mice - Please Quit Smoking, Mom

the first words that you ever said to me was, “that’s not my baby, that baby’s japanese,”

and you begged the nurse to take me away and to bring you the right baby

but she swore that I was yours, yea she swore that i was yours

i remember we tried celery, you didn’t like it anymore than me

we both spit it in the trash

and that was the last time that you ever made me try anything

you had it rough growing up you don’t have it rough no more

i wish that you would realize that you’re never gonna be poor

you worked so hard to get where you are

you should try to enjoy it some, please won’t you try to have some fun

but you don’t have to if you don’t want to

i wish you’d try burrito, and i wish you would try rice

i wish you’d go to ireland or some place nice

i don’t see what my car insurance has to do with you

i wish you’d leave my things alone and stay out of my room

but you don’t have to if you don’t want to

no, there’s only one thing that i really want you to do

and I’m only asking because I love you

please, quit smoking, mom.

evrlastingly:

and you are the reason i’m smiling when there is nothing to smile about
so i made this thing cause i love this song and embroidering
(Peach - The Front Bottoms)