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clarabowmp3 · 19 minutes
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clarabowmp3 · 22 minutes
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me since april 19th
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clarabowmp3 · 1 hour
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— Bye Bye Baby by Taylor Swift
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clarabowmp3 · 1 hour
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Ok, God, I am fucking wheezing, I got trained to work with mice today since I’ll need them for some experiments and the guy who trained me was like, “Yeah ok so if there’s a day where you just absolutely cannot get your mice to cooperate you can always do this” and picks up this cone-shaped bag and just put the mouse face-first into it and shows it to me and I lose my shit because deadass it was a piping-bag of mouse. Like, the whole mouse was pressed into this cone, fur and ears and feet all pressed up against the plastic, tail sticking up absurdly out of the top of the thing. It was so unimaginably fucking funny but like the mouse was perfectly ok with it, there’s a hole for air at the bottom so she could breathe and all but it was genuinely the most absurd thing I have witnessed in months
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Nevertheless, the difficulties of the season had enabled some companies to thrive. One of these was Lockwood & Co., the smallest psychic detection ageny in London. Up until the beginning of the winter, I'd worked for them. It had just been me; Anthony Lockwood, who ran the show; and George Cubbins, who researched stuff. We'd lived in a house in Portland Row, Marylebone. Oh, there'd been another employee as well. Her name was Holly Munro; she was new, a kind of assistant to the rest of us. She sort of counted, too, I guess, but it was George and Lockwood who had meant the most to me. Meant so much, in fact, that in the end I'd been forced to turn my back on them, and go a different way.
- Lucy Caryle, The Creeping Shadow
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clarabowmp3 · 2 hours
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respectfully this whole verse absolutely ruined me
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clarabowmp3 · 3 hours
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16hr a day screen time save me. save me 16hr a day screen time
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clarabowmp3 · 3 hours
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now I wanna sell my house and set fire to all my clothes and hire a priest to come and exorcise my demons
EVEN IF I DIE SCREAMINGGGG.
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clarabowmp3 · 4 hours
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@gethimbackpdf @fortnightthere
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clarabowmp3 · 5 hours
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I’m going to unlearn shame *bursts into tears and beats my head against a brick wall*
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clarabowmp3 · 8 hours
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fave lyric from TTPD and TA this hour? any coming to mind?
ttpd: my boy only breaks his favourite toys has just started to grow on me so I’m kind of obsessed with how she sings ‘sickest army dolll purchased at the malllll’ and ‘but you! should have! seen him! when he! first. GOT me!’
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I am someone who, until recent events You shared your secrets with And your location You forgot to turn it off And so I watch as you walk Into some bar called The Black Dog And pierce new holes in my heart You forgot to turn it off And it hits me I just don't understand
How you don't miss me In The Black Dog When someone plays The Starting Line and you jump up But she's too young to know this song That was intertwined in the magic fabric of our dreaming Old habits die screaming
I move through the world with the heartbroken My longings stay unspoken And I may never open up the way I did for you And all of those best laid plans You said I needed a brave man Then proceeded to play him Until I believed it too And it kills me I just don't understand
How you don't miss me In the shower And remember How my rain-soaked body was shaking Do you hate me? Was it hazing? For a cruel fraternity I pledged And I still mean it Old habits die screaming
Six weeks of breathing clean air I still miss the smoke Were you making fun of me with some esoteric joke? Now I want to sell my house and set fire to all my clothes And hire a priest to come and exorcise my demons Even if I die screaming And I hope you hear it
And I hope it's shitty In The Black Dog When someone plays The Starting Line and you jump up But she's too young to know this song That was intertwined in the tragic fabric of our dreaming 'Cause tail between your legs, you're leaving I still can't believe it 'Cause old habits die screaming
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fresh out the slammer is actually so good tho UM
No cuz every time I listen to it I’m like huhhh this is actually kind of a vibe why do I hate it so much and then the OUTRO COMES and my wholeeee day is ruined
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THIS PART like WHY???? literally no one asked got this pseudo spoken poetry snippet also rlly??? THESE are the lyrics she was like ‘omg. I have to tack these on at the end and ruin an otherwise Perfectly Good Song’ be so serious rn so anyways JAIL for the entire song
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clarabowmp3 · 9 hours
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clarabowmp3 · 10 hours
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Taylor swift in "Down Bad"
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