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I do love those sweaters, you know those ugly ones.
I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I need right now: More words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me.

Thought Catalog (via sunst0ne)


I feel like the motto of 2013 was “wait what”

Are you scared? Or are you not ready? There is a difference.

Unique Quietness  (via modernhepburn)


Remember when this show was still almost a comedy?

I can almost understand why people leap from bridges.

— Charles Bukowski, The Difficulty of Breathing (via perfect)