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… And that wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.
- One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel García Márquez (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
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will someone boycott Wes Anderson films until he stops the romanticization of the sad upper class white male holy shit

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I’m so sick of men and their entitled stupid existence like don’t stare at me like you own me I will spit in your fucking face

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I’ve been listening to nothing but bikini kill and sleater-kinney for the past week and I’m pretty sure I have subconsciously glared at every man I’ve seen

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Chelsea Hotel No.2
Lana Del Rey
Chelsea Hotel No.2 - Single
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