Christina. 21. Socal.

There are two reasons why people don’t talk about things; either it doesn’t mean anything to them, or it means everything.

Luna Adriana (via bl-ossomed)

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A friend of mine just messaged me saying “I fucked up. I was doing math with my son, and I told him to ‘hold up eleven fingers’ and he started to panic and I didn’t realize why until he screamed ‘MOM…MOM I ONLY HAVE TEN”

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It’s funny how much I appreciate talking to a Bank of America Customer service line just because I know I can communicate exactly what I’m talking about much more than with my british bank account. This foreigner life is hard

I wish to cry. Yet, I laugh, and my lipstick leaves a red stain like a bloody crescent moon on the top of the beer can.

—Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath. (via theburnthatkeepseverything)

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