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Robyn. AA. Atmosphere. The Bay Area. Booze. Cigarettes. Coffee. Dance. Eyeliner. Oregon State. Prius. Scarves.


Life, love, stress and setbacks.

“These watermelons are bananas”

—Durrantheheir
Good morning !Good morning !

Good morning !

I used to say I hate girls

But now I hate all genders. Everyone lies. Everyone flakes. Everyone can be rude. Everyone is two faced. Everyone is distant. And why? They blame it on me. Apparently everything is my fault. Primo.

I need a man who will love my gays as much as I do.

Fuck yeah, fuck buddies.

Have you ever been cold on a summer day?

Is it really about to rain? It’s August. What the shit.

Tsk, tsk

Robyn why you gotta make mistakes like dattttt

I’ve got a pickle, I’ve got a pickle, I’ve got a pickle, HEYHEYHEYHEYI’ve got a pickle, I’ve got a pickle, I’ve got a pickle, HEYHEYHEYHEY

I’ve got a pickle, I’ve got a pickle, I’ve got a pickle, HEYHEYHEYHEY

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