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I am Jenny and I live a rather unremarkable life.

Good day.

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(7:34pm)
❝ When you’re dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you’re dead? Nobody. ❞
J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via oblivio)

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(7:31pm)

(7:31pm)
  • L: I am SO classy.
  • M: You're smoking weed in an abandoned house!
  • L: But I'm wearing pearls, duh!


(8:56pm)

thedailywhat:

Lights Out: Where is your God now?

[thanks dochoa!]


(8:30pm)

oh my god it feels like i’m in a music video comic book thing and my gums are about to fall out.

what


(6:06pm)
Virgin Suicide. What was that she cried? No use in stayin’, On this holocaust ride. She gave me her cherry; She’s my virgin suicide.

(4:10pm)
iloveoldmagazines: Life 1972 Vol. 73, No. 17

(11:04pm)
❝ When we don’t know who to hate we hate ourselves ❞

Invisible Monsters - Chuck Palahniuk

(Source: dumpstercouch, via jetpacksandriotgear)


(11:03pm)
Anonymous:
what was your sat score?

i took it march last year and got a 2270


(10:55pm)
c0untless:
Cunning linguist sounds like cunnilingus.

indeed.


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