My name is Selena and I'll be here all week. I'm sick of trying to think of something deep to write here. The one time I had an even mildly deep thought I drowned in it. I don't want to have a aneurysm.


Miami Beach, Florida, 1962 — Elliott Erwitt

Na Pali, HawaiiJerry Nichols


the struggle between “i’m too lazy to shave my legs plus it’s a nice fuck you to gender expectations” and “i want legs as smooth as baby dolphins” is so real

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I’m not the girl your mother warns you about.
I won’t kiss your best friend or break your heart.
I won’t make you choose between what you love to do & me.
I’m not cold. I’m not reckless.

I’m the girl your father mentions when your mom’s not around.
I’m the girl that gets away.

I will love you more than anything.
I will kiss you when you cry.
I will stand by your side until you decide otherwise.

And you’re just like your father, so you will.

You’ll let me go & I won’t look back,
But you will.
I promise you, you will.

I’m that girl.

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Dear J.Sadder.

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Every bitch out here in a flower crown and some musty ass shorts, takin’ selfies.
— Tyler The Creator, tweeting about Coachella (via alexusl0l)

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