A Mess of Youthful Innocence
List maker. Note taker. All around obsessive compulsive. Every thing has a soundtrack. Cait. We're all a little supernatural.
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My thoughts are stars I can’t fathom into constellations.

Good Times To Say No →

thefrenemy:

-when you really don’t want to go to the thing

-when you know there is no freakin’ way you are going to be up that early

-when it’s late enough to take a cab, not walk or take the subway

-“Do you have a boyfriend?” “No, I’m just not interested.” In a perfect world, we would be able to do this…

Truth