Love, Life, Random
22, Long Island girl with her heart in NYC. There's not much to know about me, but these are some of the things that make me happy.
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Jack’s Mannequin - Cellular Phone
Ring me up
On my Cellular Phone
So I know I’m not alone
In a world full of vampires
Come on honey
Talk me down
On that Cellular Phone
Because I can’t get home
I’m a slave to the wires
I’ve done this before
I can do it more
Impossible Love <3
Ahh! This is why I used to want to work in a zoo.. To care for the adorable baby animals!
you cried and you cried and you cried wolf
so it took me a minute to understand that you really were hurt bad
the day you deeply cut your hand
and then that look that you gave me
sent me rushing through guilt’s door
I’d already started to feel callous
like I really should care more
so it took me a minute to understand that you really were hurt bad
the day you deeply cut your hand
and then that look that you gave me
sent me rushing through guilt’s door
I’d already started to feel callous
like I really should care more
Ani DiFranco, Callous from Verses (via magneticmovements)
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LMFAO still makes me crack up. I gotta get the dvd’s and watch these again.
(Source: hopefulforglory-glorifiedbyhope)
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02:20 am
my life.
Tom:
it's off.
Paul:
What?
Tom:
Me and Summer.
Paul:
Was it ever on?
Tom:
No, but it could have been, in a world where good things happen to me.
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Cute, but unfortunately not many can do all five of these at once permanently. But definitely rules to live by.
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Aww.. it’s a cute analogy.
Falling in love, we said; I fell for him. We were falling women. We believed in it, this downward motion: so lovely, like flying, and yet at the same time so dire, so extreme, so unlikely. God is love, they once said, but we reversed that, and love, like heaven, was always just around the corner. The more difficult it was to love the particular man beside us, the more we believed in Love, abstract and total. We were waiting, always, for the incarnation. That word, made flesh.
Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale (via flylikeallama)
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