ifreakinlovetaylorswift:

i want to walk in the streets of new york with the wind in my hair and earphones on, playing welcome to new york.

  • Speak Now: Someday I'll be living in a big old city.
  • 1989: Welcome to New York, it's been waiting for you.
  • Speak Now: Someday I'll be living in a big old city.
  • 1989: Welcome to New York, it's been waiting for you.

(via roundthekitchens)

Drunk text me. Text me when the music is loud and there are girls dancing around you and you’re not quite coherent and you’re not quite yourself. Drunk text me that you love me or that you miss me or that I’m on your mind. Let the alcohol tell me all the things you won’t say sober.

People say all the time, “you need to spend some time to yourself, and figure out who you are”, and I never really understood it until it happened to me. And I woke up one day, and I just realized, I’m in New York because I want to be in New York. I cut my hair short because I wanted to. I made a pop album because I wanted to.

(via outofthewoods)

anmnesias:

Everytime the teacher mentions disney i wake up a little

letterthatyouneveread:

No it’s Becky

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I think about dying but I don’t want to die, not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic, theres so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m wasting every second, even now i’m writing this when I should be out there, I should be living. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell i’m doing or how to get out.

(via acrylic)

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ostolero:

dogs deserve to live forever

(via kaychhabria)

Perhaps we’ll meet again when we’re better for each other.

Ten Word Poem #6 (via bl-ossomed)

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nankurunaisaa:

hervacationh0me:

Me.

fr tho

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