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I want to taste the breeze of every great city.

XXV • Long Island • Engaged • A well-traveled, brew-enthusiast, banker and baker who loves autumn, art, literature, lipstick, flowers and pugs.



Jul 21st at 8AM / 0 notes

This weekend was right.



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Neck Deep | Wishful Thinking | radiicvl edit

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Neck Deep | Wishful Thinking | radiicvl edit

Jul 17th at 6PM / via: octoberanytime / op: snappoint / 1,094 notes

Standing in line at Chipotle behind someone who has never had it before is beyond irritating.

Restaurant menus really don’t get any more simple than Chipotle’s, but, if you seriously still can’t figure it out, just ask for all that shit in a bowl and be done with it. You’re going to like it. I promise.

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"Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody is fucking happy. Nobody has skin made from oil paint and sunlight. Nobody fucking understands this world. Fuck, nobody probably understands math as much as they claim. You’re here one day and the next you’re not. God? Religion? I’ve learned a lot more about the world by eating acid and swallowing pills. Tell me what your church has done for you? Tell me if you have holes in your mouth from speaking lies? Wanna know the fucking truth? Pity is just another word for pathetic. Drink beer and watch the sunrise from every rooftop. Take photographs naked. Take photographs kissing. Take photographs having sex. Stop making everything about sexuality. Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody really gives a damn if you lost your virginity at fourteen or if you were the president in high school. Wanna know the fucking truth? There is no such thing as the right person. People leave. They change like ocean currents, they leave you with bruises in your calves. And you wanna know the fucking truth? You get better. You learn to love. You find God in between the cracks of a wall when you’re puking your limbs out. You wanna know the fucking truth? Go find it."

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