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of you.
Emma, 18, NJ.
Portland, OR in the fall.
I like writing, music, boys, girls, coffee, and other generic things.
"I was born into Bolivar's labyrinth, and so I must believe in the hope of Rabelais' Great Perhaps."
• face
• about
• to be happy
• reminders
• writing
• Message.
• Musings. My heart isn't breaking down.
if you can’t laugh during sex, you might not be doing it with the right person
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“maybe if you went to bed earlier you wouldn’t be so tired”
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“I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted.”
— Jack Kerouac (via coffeestainedcashmere)
(Source: larmoyante, via cursivemethod)
also shameless self-appreciation post but i tried on my prom dress today with all the alterations and did a trial run of my makeup and jewelry and basically everything but my hair and i almost cried i felt so pretty okay I AM SO EXCITED FOR PROM TOMORROW WOW but no really i felt so pretty i’m so happy everything worked out ahhhhh
dont hate the player, hate the controller, this shit is broken i swear to god i jumped bro
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So my senior prom is tomorrow and I graduate a week from today…wat
