girllookitthatbody-ahh:

I hate when people mention someone in their life by their name without providing me with any context about who this person is.

“So Dylan and I went to yoga class yesterday — ”

Hold it right there. Who the fuck is Dylan. Your boyfriend? Your arch nemesis? Your brother? Your pet sea monkey? Your therapist? Your favourite fictional character? Are you on a first-name basis with your dad? Last-name basis with Bob? WHO THE FUCK IS DYLAN.

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nikeriot:

babe


i love You so much Matty
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cruelings:

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me n bestie

Two women lighting each others’ cigarettes, Westeinde, The Netherlands, 1932.
Source: Nationaal Archief
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