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I like the smell of sun on skin and fireworks, late nights and cool breezes, chucks and magic 8 balls, gummybears and buttons, checkers and the ocean, giggles and stockings, kisses and ice lollies, fluffy carpets and skinny dipping, hippies and bubbles, thunder storms and music, sharp metal and cassettes, fire and plaid… love.

I don’t like, the smell of cut grass and gasoline, dry skin and being late, bleary eyes and tripping, sunburns and swallowing big pills, dripping taps and colognes, missing friends and burnt tongues, broken jewelry and soap operas, flashing lights and spongebob, screamo and overused bokeh layers, metal clangs and splinters… hate.


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How to be classy in three easy steps:

ice-fireinawindtunnel:

hold-you-in-my-arms:

the-glorious-ponds:

  1. Open this tab.
  2. Open this tab.
  3. Open this tab.

DO IT

this is legit guys…. OH GOD what have I done… this will be me all day… I regret nothing.

omg my reactions summed up in a picture

I’m too classy to write papers…I just need to sit in a lounge chair somewhere…..brb

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