RODEHEAD DELETED HIS BLOG DUDE COME BACK. I miss being mutuals.

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RODEHEAD DELETED HIS BLOG DUDE COME BACK. I miss being mutuals.

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Wanna date
fuck yes
I was tagged by trashyangel to post 10 songs on shuffle without skipping
heartbeat - childish gambino// feels like we only go backwards - tame impala// often (kygo remix) - the weeknd// desire (hucci) - meg myers// reverse- somekindawonderful// mykonos - fleet foxes // Carmen - Lana del rey// true love feels like hell - IKA// fuck it - eamon// bridges - broods
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81:My top 5 blogs on tumblr
1. meanplastic
2. detain
3. actxsleazy
4. ouijaprince
5. rodehead

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All I want before I die, is to meet someone who genuinely loves me. And not the sappy kind of love that makes people cry at the sight of them two. Or the kind of love that people seem to want--the "dang they're still together?" type of love. Or the let's-live-hand-in-hand-for-life type of love. I want the understanding love, the he-makes-me-a-better-person love, the happy love, the real love. Where nothing has to be faked, where we tell each other the truth about how we feel and not just give the answer "I'm fine." Where our conversations are not just about the weather but instead about beliefs and beauty, where we can have debates about subjects most people turn their heads to, where we can find the simple joys that many overlook. That way, when I die, I'll feel like I truly lived.
micky stopped sending me messages so now i'll sleep bc i have to be up for a math final in 5 hours k bye.