chaoticnostalgia

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“Cubitum eamus?”

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you ever read poetry and it’s like. i need to run little circles around my room I need to lay down I need to cry I need to scream I need to laugh hysterically I need to tell everyone I know that I love them I need to catapult myself to space and become a meteor

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Miranda July, the first bad man

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when the leaves start changing colors and it’s looking like drop everything and move to vermont to join an elite major at snobby school before ultimately joining a cult and killing your friends

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THIS.

how do i let people know that fall is my favorite season, not in a pumpkin spice way but in a “the snow in the mountains was melting and bunny had been dead for several weeks” kind of way?

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‘i am nothing in my soul if not obsessive’