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Hey. Sup. I’m Raven, your acid bath princess of the darkness. I’m Tara. And we’re sitting here in Tara’s room rocking out to MCR and celebrating 2009 or the new year which we don’t really understand why people are making such a big deal about it because really, one more year is one more year that everyone’s closer to death (death). Whatever suit yourself humanity. Congratulations. Yeah, when you’re closer to death.

We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations. -  Anaïs Nin

draw stick figures. sing off key. write bad poems. sew ugly clothes. run slowly. flirt clumisly. play video games on easy. you do not need to be good at something to enjoy the act. talent is overrated. do things you like doing. it’s ok to suck

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I’ve decided to be sexier in 2020. There will be with no actual effort on my part, l just intend to be perceived as such

Can we go back to sending love letters

being intuitive is just like... i don’t like this and no i will not elaborate

“National teacher shortage” is a fun way of saying that the USA has made a passion driven job so ungodly inhospitable that even people who “just care about teaching, not the money” don’t even care about teaching anymore.

god i wish i looked like what fleetwood mac sounds like