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y/n threw her plain brown hair into a messy bun, pulled on her black skinny jeans and ran downstairs in a hurry. her mom was waiting for her downstairs “honey we need to talk…moneys been tight…I had to make a hard choice…” y/n stopped in her tracks, her blue orbs widening. her mom sighed “I had to sell you…sell you to The Band”

“hi y/n, we’re your new owners”
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being into old music will have you saying things like “seven minutes isn’t even that long for a song”
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i wish i could be child with pet rabbit and duckling :(
Child with pet rabbit and duckling By: George Silk From: Life Nature Library: Animal Behavior 1965
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it delights me how muhc beer looks like piss, next time u see someone drinking beer just imagine its piss its soooofuny
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''i wasted those years'' who cares. you lived the only life you could've lived in those moments
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The Ghost Train / Der Geisterzug | 1927 | dir. Géza von Bolváry
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do you ever hang out with someone else’s family and you’re like ooooh. so this is what it’s supposed to be like
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the people on fragantica and effedupmovies.com match my freak. luv those guys
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yeah
I like his pretty blonde hair. so what?
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reading poetry forces you to ask wrenching, necessary, impossible questions, like "is the author stupid? or am I?"
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if i like a guy with no sideburns, i’ll just casually convince him they theyre a good idea like hey nice hair have you ever considered hvaing it go futher down your face?
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