Twenty-Something or Nothing?

This blog is essentially a love letter to myself.

NSFW.

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Sylvia Plath - Bell Jar

I began to think vodka was my drink at last. It didn’t taste like anything, but it went straight down into my stomach like a sword swallowers’ sword and made me feel powerful and godlike.

Anonymous (via downforwhatevz)

I didn’t even end up getting any last night. That condom was still in my bra when I went to bed. How embarrassing! And slutty!

Frieda Steinberg, from Losing Is A Full Time Job

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Go inward
and choke.

Sylvia Plath (via hefuckin)

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Opinions are like orgasms… mine matters most and I really don’t care if you have one.

Miley Cyrus about Liam Hemsworth [x]

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When I went through a really intense breakup — you know, I was engaged — and when I was with him or when I was on Disney, the thing that gave me the most anxiety was not knowing what to do with myself when Disney wasn’t there to carry me anymore or if I didn’t have him. And now I’m free of both of those things, and I’m fine. Like, I lay in bed at night by myself and I’m totally okay, and that’s so much stronger than the person three years ago, who would have thought they would have died if they didn’t have a boyfriend.

Hannah

But, like, if someone brought pastries to the circle jerk, I might be kinda down.
Jeggings are a privilege, not a right.

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I’m becoming more silent these days. I’m speaking less and less in public. But my eyes, god damn, my eyes see everything.

Always be my baby.

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Brendan

I don’t need Grindr. If I want to see attractive men I’ll just sort through your Facebook friends.
Yours is the Hagrid of pipes.
I often wonder if they test for performance enhancing drugs in competitive eating. Like, one rollie and I can eat about three hundred tacos.

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Wes Bentley as Ricky Fitts in American Beauty (1999) - Certified Fresh at 88%

Yeah, I guess I’ve been this stoned.

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