jewisheleven

my clothes say poor millennial indie but my soul screams 80s gay synthpop

youngsamberg

me in any inconvenient situation:

slayboybunny

imagine having money wow i just got chills

nodaybuttodaytodefygravity

when you make a joke and someone tells you “that’s not very nice”

baeb3

grey is just pastel black

kingroans

omg yes i can, tbh so am i but also sad face. sorry this took so long I got a bit carried away.

Nitsa Bryson was used to being alone and just having Cade and Dex to lean on. She walked on her own late at night around the back alleys of the city, stopping into run down coffee shops to grab the occasional donut and smoke. It was a rainy London night in February when that all changed. Nitsa decided to take a detour back to the tube to go home and she found a new record shop. She took two steps in before she noticed Selena, her hair falling around a canvas with paint splashes on it. It was then that Nitsa knew she coulnd’t go home without talking to selena purchasing a record cause that was just the polite English thing she was raised to do. She scanned boxes and boxes, stealing the occasional look at the girl behind the desk. Every now and again she could tell that Selena was glancing her way too. After a while of searching she grabbed a David Bowie’s greatest hits record and walked to the storefront. 

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almendmelk

my heart is very tired and sad

factsmyguy

people that got the “if im eatin you eating” mentality are the only people im tryna fuck with