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Emma. College student. Equal rights activist. Cat enthusiast. Avid reader. Aspiring writer. Musically enlightened.


SINCE U BEEN GONE !!!!!!!!!!!! (since u been gone) I CAN BREATHE FOR THE FIRST TIME IM SO MOVING ON (ya ya) THANKS TO YOU (thanks to you) NOW I GET (now i get) I GET WHAT I WAAAAAAAAAANT

I haven’t been this tired in a very long time.


I need to have as much wild sex as possible so one day I can become an inappropriate old lady that blurts out things like “when I was your age I got a concussion after being bent over a desk” and then my family can be like “grandma please, you’re making easter dinner really uncomfortable” and it’ll be great


 when you say “nonbinary identities don’t exist BECAUSE SCIENCE”

all you’re telling me is that you don’t know what science is

science is a systematic attempt to describe the world. science does not define the world

if you were to go up to a scientist and say “there are things that exist in the word that science does has not yet adequately described, or described at all” 

the scientist would be like “yeah i know, that’s why i still have a job”

I can’t wait to get married because its like a sleepover every night with your best friend.


Making someone smile and moan at the same time during sex should be a life goal for everyone.

I’m at orientation and this fucking mattress is going to be the death of me. It feels like I’m laying on cement covered by plastic bags. It’s horrible

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