I have the best baristas EVER.

fake-luck:

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http://warsanshire.bandcamp.com/album/warsan-versus-melancholy-the-seven-stages-of-being-lonely

imblindwithoutyou:

Oh. My. Gosh. CAN I MARRY HER?!!?

You may, but only in Connecticut, Iowa, Maine, Maryland, Massachusetts, New Hampshire, New York, Vermont, Washington and District of Columbia. Or various other, more sane countries.

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k1mkardashian:

i think i’m having a mid life crisis and i’m not even 21

At the tender age of 15, my therapist told me I was having a midlife crisis due to my overwhelming amount of existential angst.
I’m twenty now, so I guess I’ve got ten good years left in me. #livefastdieyoung #therapyisabitch

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Twenty minutes describing one of the worst nights of my life.

I’d like to think I was tagged in this because I make this face a lot, but I know the truth. Will, bringing painfully obvious truths to my attention.  #gpoy #loveyouwill #bestfriend #truth

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night-0wl:

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Whelp, went to this wedding rehearsal and apparently, I’m not only the official photographer, but I’m also acting as the wedding coordinator.
I was told two weeks ago I was the official photographer, after asking HER about it. I had offered my services as a photographer for more candid shots, and when I asked her what she needed me for, her reply was “You’re the official!”
I was nonplussed. Now, in addition, I go to rehearsal today. Apparently I’m supposed to tell the DJ when everyone is ready, when to start the ceremony, etc.
What the actual fuck holy shit I met the bride today I don’t even know what my life is.

rocketeercody:

weeeeeeeeeeee~

I painted something like this in high school, right after my mother kicked me out of her house and my father almost got us killed driving drunk.
Other people feel this way too. Huh.
#tumblrwin

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fuckoff-kindly:

Girls like this // she’s perfect

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This man grabbed my hand and now I can’t stop scrubbing him away. He calls me Babe and throws tip money at me like it’s some kind of favor. I can hear him talk about his want for a submissive woman from the register.
I feel cheap.
This is the life of a young waitress, doing honest work in a Christian establishment.