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kinda wanna go on a date, kinda wanna get hit by a truck too 

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San Fran, you’re beautiful.

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"Nobody needs me."

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Go to a coffee shop. Sit by the bar with the glass windows and look out. Look at all the people running to catch a train. All the girls with one too many shopping bags. All the couples too in love to care. Then you’ll see it - a bit of yourself in everyone. And somehow, sitting alone in a coffee shop had never felt so good.

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Much of my life had been devoted to trying not to cry in front of people who loved me, so I knew what Augustus was doing. You clench your teeth. You look up. You tell yourself that if they see you cry, it will hurt them, and you will be nothing but a Sadness in their lives, and you must not become a mere sadness, so you will not cry, and you say all of this to yourself while looking up at the ceiling, and then you swallow even though your throat does not want to close and you look at the person who loves you and smile.

John Green (The Fault in Our Stars)


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Arctic Monkeys debut album “Whatever People Say I Am, That’s What I’m Not” booklet. 

It’s a shame, like, that the theme and tone and…story of their first album became such a…obsession point? Because it’s so fucking beautiful and authentic and it should absolutely never be repeated but rather just celebrated for having been so wholly and so brilliantly what it was. But like with every great moment loads of people just wanted it to happen again and again and didn’t anyone realize the whole fucking point is it can’t? That the whole fucking point about a song like A Certain Romance about how you’re never going to leave the place you love is that you will? That you have to?

The best thing about early AM songs were how accessable they were, it was like sheffield itself was in the music and it made me so hapy

Ghibli + houses

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Arctic Monkeys - Esquire Magazine

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heard you were—fuck
heard you—agh
heard you w—jesus gimme a sec—argh
heard you were talking shit


heard you werefuck

heard youagh

heard you wjesus gimme a secargh

heard you were talking shit

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untitled by marcinéma on Flickr.

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