19. Los Angeles, Ca.

Show me disloyalty, I’ll show you detachment.

Don’t let people treat you like a cigarette, they only use you when they’re bored and step on you when they’re done. Be like drugs, let them die for you.

- ohfuckitsbarbie (via mrsfscottfitzgerald)

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What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.

- Franz Kafka (via blackestdespondency)

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I belong to you and always have. Our day will come.

- Amy Winehouse, from a letter to Blake Fielder-Civil  (via notnai)

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