Just saw a leather jacket that says “my other ride is your dad” on the back and I don’t think I’ll ever be the same
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That cat is going to murder the man in the dark of night.
alas, he will be unable to murder the man because the accordion noises that now accompany his every move make stealth impossible
“Nobody wants to hear this, but sometimes the person you want most, is the person you’re best without.”
— B.J (via thoughtkick)
“She left me the way people leave a hotel room. A hotel room is a place to be when you are doing something else. Of itself it is of no consequence to one’s major scheme. A hotel room is convenient. But its convenience is limited to the time you need it while you are in that particular town on that particular business; you hope it is comfortable, but prefer, rather, that it be anonymous. It is not, after all, where you live.”
— Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye
“I don’t care if we on good terms or not, the secrets and insecurities you shared with me would never leave my mouth.”
— Unknown (via quotefeeling)
Weird memories
these hit me so hard with memories of elementary school, I got whiplash
memories…
Fuck the static from those blue chairs, those fucking fasteners you can see on the backrest??? horrible. Hated those. Anytime I sat down in one of those chairs, those two fucking metal dots would rip half of my hair out when I stood up again. I’m still traumatized.
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