You wanted smooth sailing and I’ve always been a tsunami.

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I hope when you die you get to see your stats like how many times you laughed or told a lie or kissed or how many people loved you and how many people hated you and what you meant to people


He’ll grab your waist and whisper in your ear but six months later you’ll find yourself drunk texting him that you miss him and he won’t respond.

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No one’s life seems great between midnight and 7 a.m. Go to sleep, things will be better tomorrow.

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If you take a young man and woman and they both tell a stranger that they work in the same restaurant, it’s very likely that they will assume that the woman is the waitress, and the young man a cook.

But I thought a woman’s place was in the kitchen? Not when she’s being paid for it. I can’t believe it took me this long to realize the implication of this. A woman’s place is one of servitude.

this fucking hit me like a fucking train 


You know all those things you’ve always wanted to do? You should go do them.

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Lorde by Chris Nicholls for FASHION Magazine, May 2014