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I don't want to be an ant, ya know?

I'm starting to get a hang of this whole, "people steal my clothes, so my mom buys me newer cuter ones," trend.

2 of my new outfits, I am in love.


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Drink more, feel less.
Drink more, feel less.
Flea to California.
Purify yourself in the Pacific Ocean.
Drink less, feel more.

I got drunk, I cut my hair.
I got high, I fell in love.

I've got nothing.
Except for I'm happy.
And in the end, that's all that really matters.
Wishing I was nowhere but here.
This yellow house is my security blanket, and right now that's all I need.

My new favorite shirt//new favorite summer outfit.


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Haylie is moving back to middle america soon, this breaks my heart.
Moving back to the burg with puffin, this mends my heart.
No more negative people are allowed in my life.
Minneapolis at the end of May.
Third Eye Blind<333

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It's raining on my parade, ma. It's raining on my parade.
This is my day, that you made.
And I will rejoice and cheers a few too many times.
Hopefully I'll be able to stumble home, with the help of a few people?
Maybe by myself?
We will see, we will see.

Causing one big scene after the other.
Stumbling from one bar to another.
Kissing one man, than kissing four.
Wake up to a stranger, catch the 3 train home.
Used.use.Used.use.Used.use.
It's a cycle. We all get used.
We all use.
But catch the 3 train home.

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Missing my loved ones in the western states.
And the ocean I confessed all my lies into.
And the beach we fell in love all over again on.