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» Give me a job, please.: No, we can’t be friends. You don’t see me. You haven’t seen me for...

No, we can’t be friends.

You don’t see me. You haven’t seen me for over 20 months. I was better as the skinny new girl with long, wavy hair. I was better as the girl who wanted to move to Bali the minute she arrived in DC.

I don’t want to be friends. I don’t think I want you anymore, either….

It’s sad how well I can relate to this right now.

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New Lana Leak: Queen of Disaster

(Source: east-of-shanghai, via east-of-shanghai)

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sexmusic:

looks good with trouble // solange ft. kendrick lamar

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» Give me a job, please.: I walked to a Staples a few blocks away from work today to get paper...

givemeajobplease:

I walked to a Staples a few blocks away from work today to get paper and came back out the same door I entered, but somehow ended up at the White House. I don’t remember taking any turns, let alone wrong turns. But, I was at the White House, standing holding card stock paper in a five cent plastic…

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sexmusic:

together // the xx

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From The Great Gatsby soundtrack…

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» Give me a job, please.: Someday you won’t be 25-years-old and an idiot. You’ll always be two...

givemeajobplease:

Someday you won’t be 25-years-old and an idiot. You’ll always be two years younger than me, but someday you won’t be this stupid.

I let you read it. All of it. Everything I wrote about you. We spent one hour on the front porch, riding out the rain. All of the neighbors asked, “Are you locked out”…

“I won’t ever think of anyone else in my bones like I do with you…”

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frankocean:

desensitized eyes on this body i am…in this mirror i am. i got ostracized and didn’t notice till i closed my eyes last a.m. didn’t see. i need a point to keep these eyes in focus. i need my eyes to be quicker than your hands. they aren’t and won’t ever be- so when you do magic i won’t watch. see, my eyes have an ego. i need these eyes like..i need the holes in my head. i always find something off, like a hairline. symmetry gives me boner, it isn’t boring at all. my eyes don’t bore me at all. neither do yours. i never saw you fuck, except that one time? i still get off to the residue that the image left behind. what i see inside my mind now isn’t technically with my eyes. i heard about a third, but i’ll believe it when i see it blink on my forehead. big head. five head. eye don’t know. eyes just talking.

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» Give me a job, please.: Here's what I wrote about marriage anyway

givemeajobplease:

The jeweler is a family jeweler, he lives in Philly. He made her a ring for her eighteenth birthday from her father’s cufflinks and an old ring. You’re going to make her one from a family ring. Something new and better. I’m listening, sort of.

It’s just…will I ever want a ring from someone?

Is…

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» Christopher Lindstrom: The idea of having 700 dollars in my checking account is so unrealistic that I can't even imagine a future where that...

christopherlindstrom:

I look for signs everywhere
Buy lucky strikes! Buy lucky strikes!
in the silence among couches in a well lit room with you
and the porous walls that
let air come and go
until there is no air at all
and the floor creaks
under the weight of a shoe being tied
in silence
There are no signs…

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» Give me a job, please.: I meant to go to Target, but I kept walking and I got an 8oz. coffee....

givemeajobplease:

I meant to go to Target, but I kept walking and I got an 8oz. coffee. The barista held up the 8oz cup next to the 12oz cup and raised his eyebrows like, “Really?” And I nodded yes. I meant to go to Target then, but I saw that the two front window chairs that are never available on the weeknds…

This is what I used to do all the time. I used to marvel at daily events. I miss this.

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