Missing London. Fuck You Hurricane Sandy!!

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(Source: hydrotoxicity)

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I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. I just can’t.

(Source: s4rcoline)

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getting ready for school in the morning: sits on my bed without a shirt on for 10 minutes thinking about how much I hate school

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africans:

i hate the pressure that comes from sharing a bag of chips with a friend when i get my hand in there and just can’t get a good grab on the chips somehow and im crinklin up the bag and ruffling the chips all around and my buddy is all hovering their hand over the bag waiting for their turn while i fight the never ending struggle 

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(Source: iwillwaitforyoumysoulmate)

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Sometimes I don’t want you to look at me, incase you look too hard and realise I’m not good enough.

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(Source: staypozitive)

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Loving you is easy - like breathing…

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