nightmaregravedigger:

Honestly, I can’t remember teen dreams.
All my teenage feelings and their meanings;
They seem too see-through to be true.
All the “who’s” are there,
But the “Why’s” are unclear.

Picture this: The long awaited
Sickening Kiss.
How does it feel to know
You’ve re-written history?

Explain how these things change
Despite the complicated beginning to all of this.

Honestly?

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existentialistbrown:

–Ernest Hemingway
Always do sober what you said you’d do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut. Ernest Hemingway (via urbnite)
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Isn’t it rotten? There isn’t any use my telling you I love you. Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via larmoyante)
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passingexistence:

American Football // The Summer Ends

I’m thinking about leaving and how I should say goodbye. With a handshake, or an embrace, or a kiss on the cheek, or possibly all three. Well maybe I’ve been wrong. Maybe my intentions are irrelevant. But honestly, it’s not just for me. We’ve both been so unhappy so let’s just see what happens when the summer ends.

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encriers:

Vampire Weekend for Standard Magazine, ph. Linus Ricard

Damn, I want to go sailing but the boat’s so far away and I have classes and work.

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Gotta be a frat star.

>tfw waking up, listening to American Football so it feels like autumn/winter and as you’re getting changed for classes you see like 20 dope sweaters I your closet but you can’t wear them because it’s like FUCKING 90 DEGREES AND REALLY HUMID

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