In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”
I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
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Cakes that threaten to eat you back. Oh my god.
Pillow talk last night ended up with Nuno singing The Doors to me. That boy really is too cute.
It’s been a great night/morning!
Title Fight | Stab
Memorial Day came and went again…and I feel the same.
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There are things wrong with me that I will never understand
Taking Back Sunday | Timberwolves at New Jersey
This is you trying hard to
make sure that you’re seen
With a girl on your arm
and your heart on your sleeve
Remind me not to ever think of you again
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Two more weeks motherfuckers
This is a song for anyone with a broken heart
This is a song for anyone who can’t get out of bed
— Johnny Depp (via peau-rose)
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I went to make a tattoo appointment today and the only day he was available is on my graduation day..
I ALMOST considered not going..
is it just me or when you wear a band shirt you get really proud and think hey maybe someone else likes this band and we’ll get married
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18. TN/Portugal. No hope.
I listen to music, I quote movies, I eat lots of pizza.
