We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one day years from now, we’ll meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot.
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind  (via teenager90s)

foie:

my ride is here

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Wore a dress heres the proof.


heading-northwest:

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