Hear My Soul

Time doesn't care about anyone or anything

F. Scott Fitzgerald (via karibu-nyumbani)

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I remember riding in a taxi one afternoon between very tall buildings under a mauve and rosy sky; I began to bawl because I had everything I wanted and knew I would never be so happy again.


a moment of silence for the english teachers that have to read angsty 13 year old creative writing

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you better pop lock and drop that attitude

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