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Feb 27th

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“Life, he realized, was much like a song. In the beginning there is mystery, in...”

– Nicholas Sparks, The Last Song (via xzxcuzx-me)

Feb 27th

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Bon Iver: And I told you to be patient, and I told you to be fine. I told you to be balanced, and I told you to be kind, but now all your love is wasted. And then who the hell was I?
Death Cab: So one last touch and then you'll go and we'll pretend that it meant something so much more. But it was vile, and it was cheap and you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me. Yeah, you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me
Radiohead: But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling if I just turn and run. And it wears me out... It wears me out. If I could be who you wanted, if I could be who you wanted all the time... all the time.
Brand New: You are calm and reposed, let your beauty unfold. Pale white like the skin stretched over your bones, spring keeps you ever close. You are secondhand smoke, you are so fragile and thin standing trial for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain, you are the blood in my veins.
Nicki Minaj: You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, yeah you a you a stupid hoe.You a stupid hoe you a you a stupid hoe. You stupid stupid, you a stupid hoe

Feb 27th

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Feb 27th

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I’ve been thinking a lot about this lately and I think it’s time for me to go back to nursing school. I feel like I’m ready now. I’m ready to be responsible and do something I enjoy.

Feb 27th

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Every time I log into Facebook everyone is always talking about their husbands and I’m like am I really that old or am I just the only one acting my age cos that shit cray.

Feb 27th

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