we should talk more about how every decision you make as an adult leaves you with the same sensation you got at a friend’s house the morning after a sleepover when you’re the first to wake up. It’s dreadful and a homesickness and loneliness and you want your cups and you want your comforter and it’s just you on your own trying to get through.
im so sad that spotify took away the little heart when you add songs to ur liked songs and replaced it with a little plus. isn’t there enough pain
its so crazay how being in a transitional period will have you obsessively reevaluating every decision in yr life to the point of actual insanity…hello
meetmeinchernobylexclusionzone:
not to be negative but someone really spent all that time and energy cutting open a pomegranate and then gave it to a (cute) raccoon?
It’s called Love .
David Bowie, Paris, 1976
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