No, fuck you. I was worth it.
and I’m still worth it // R.R.  (via bewwbs)
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inside of you
that paper can’t
handle.
Y.Z (via rustyvoices)

mymompickedthisurl:

that feeling when you listen to a song with good heaphones for the first time and suddenly you notice 7 new instruments, a child singing harmonies in the background, and you’re just sitting there wide eyed and in love with the song all over again

me and bae having sex
bae: mmm yeah fuck me baby
me: put a quarter in the swear jar
alfredont:

THIS IS THE WHOLE PLOT TO MEAN GIRLS AND I DIDNT G ET IT UNTIL NOW. THANK YOU RACHAEL

alfredont:

THIS IS THE WHOLE PLOT TO MEAN GIRLS AND I DIDNT G ET IT UNTIL NOW. THANK YOU RACHAEL

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