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cynicalskinprince · 7 years
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when u have a 2am mental breakdown but u wake up fine the next day
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my neck, my back
they hurt, they are Sore
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cynicalskinprince · 7 years
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when you’re in music theory class
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cynicalskinprince · 7 years
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my kink is seeing money go into my bank account
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Louis Armstrong serenading his wife, Lucille Wilson, in front of the Great Sphinx of Giza and the Pyramid of Khufu in Giza, Egypt, late 1960 or early 1961 | colourised version of an originally black and white photograph featured in The New York Times in 1961 | credit: AP
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cynicalskinprince · 7 years
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Being used is the worst feeling imaginable. When you are so commited and in love that you never see the red flags.
I deserve to be loved. And I was used as a sex object. I am healing from this pain. It's just the test of time to rise above this pain. To realize my self worth. And to keep men from clawing my heart out and claiming it is love.
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cynicalskinprince · 7 years
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My heart would take you back in a blink of an eye, but my mind, my mind knows everything you’ve done to me.
Nj (via irrelevantpoe)
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I can’t even begin to explain what it’s like. He was everything. He was it for me. And I was young and naive and I thought that maybe in this fucking world of strangers I had found the guy who felt the same. Who would make all the stars align in my god damn fairytale sky. And I was wrong. I was more than wrong. I was fooled into believing this man, this fraud, this fucking heart wrencher had the key to my heart in his hands and wouldn’t let it go. And of course I was wrong. Of course I wasn’t the only key in his god damn hand I was only one unlocked door in his sea of opened god damn doors. So there’s your god damn morality. There’s your fucking lesson. Don’t ever let him open the door because if you do my god you’re done. You’re just done.
I wanted it to be him. (via loveserum)
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cynicalskinprince · 7 years
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me: *raises trumpet to my lips but doesn't play it*
me: it's a metaphor
me: i don't give it the power to corrupt me
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cynicalskinprince · 7 years
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How trumpets read dynamics
fff: LOUD
ff: LOUD
f: LOUD
mf: LOUD
mp: LOUD
p: LOUD
pp: LOUD
ppp: LOUD
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The cold gods. The ones in the night. The white shadows.
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😂
(via Ayden Kael)
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cynicalskinprince · 7 years
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Lady Macbeth: is that a dagger in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?
Macbeth: i'm just happy to see you ;)
Lady Macbeth: pathetic
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cynicalskinprince · 7 years
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My child: Who became President after Obama?
Me:
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