July 2012
June 2012
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Can’t tell if I’m creeped out by the fact that my mother and boyfriend go out for lunch and dinner together while I’m in New York, or if I like how close they are
body: I know I already made your knees swell up so that you can't walk but here have some nausea with that inflammation so when you puke, you can crawl to the fucking bathroom
me: sounds fair
just saw my ex check in at yogurt mountain
glad I’m in new york and wasn’t working there tonight
if you clog up my dashboard with pointless text posts about your life, I will leave you hate, you can count on that
“We’ll stretch like branches
and we will anchor like roots.
We’ll grow...”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
