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i wish
i was happy
Reblog with your year of birth.
outwithit:
lusk:
kendell:
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1996. Just curious.
1994
1992
1995
1993
1991
’95!
1994. i’m a youngster.
1990
1994. :D
’93
I still taste you. And thus, reserve my right to hate you. And all this empty space that you create does nothing for my flawless sense of style.
“look at the stars and think of me”
– jilly bean
truth be told,
i wish you would notice me
“you have two different personalities”
– barak
How do I end up this way?
a constant knot in my gut… tied with uncertainty and with lust,
i need a little more i think, because enough is never quite enough..
i wish i had something,
coming up to celebrate. like..an anniversary, or something along those lines.
i never have anything to look foward too. to be excited about anymore,
spacccin' →
“Part of me is afraid to get close to people because I’m afraid that...”
– Marliyn Manson
oooooh!
i’m going to buy my pumpkins today for halllloween :D. though, hopefully, no one will steal them considering i live in a pretty bad neighboor hood, but if so oh wel, i’m so excited! ^_^
you're only aloud one audio upload a day?
christopherrrr:
dask wack. but for dance in school, we have to do create a dance with a group and im hoping my group will like the song, Hammers & Strings by Jack’s Mannequin. it only has be two minutes long so that’s like the intro, first verse and chorus. i hope they like it.
(:
I loveeeee andy! (jacks mannequin)
<3
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want better days
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I want.
morganmartinez:
To wake up every morning with a smile on my face. To be loved. To see the beauty in everything. To travel to breath taking places. To laugh at everything. To have friends that truly care. To dance and sing to records on the weekends. To feel infinite. To dream as big as I can. To be wanted. To live in New York. To see plays. To have a huge record collection. To always stay a bit...
What did the martian say to the rose bush?
take me to you’re weeder!
oh how i love,
crying out of absolutely nowhere
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