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Second-year business and rhetoric double major at UC Berkeley. The National play the soundtrack to my life.
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  • my laptop:
  • my bed:
  • me: AND WE'RE THE THREE BEST FRIENDS THAT ANYBODY COULD HAVE, WE'RE THE THREE BEST FRIENDS THAT ANYONE COULD HAVE, WE'RE THE THREE BEST FRIENDS THAT ANYONE COULD HAVE AND WE'LL NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER LEAVE EACH OTHER

HAHA I love this.

love this movie

love this movie

(Source: spaceghostzombie)

gahh, love this song <3

gahh, love this song <3

(Source: rainbowis)

currently hiding under the blankets

and reading with a flashlight because my parents think I’m sleeping (my mom’s still up due to jet lag).

Why is the Hunger Games trilogy so addicting…I’m going to pull my first all-nighter in awhile, sigh.

Cellists ♥

Cellists 

I am twenty-nine, pocket flap folded...

eternalwars:

I am twenty-nine, pocket flap folded
And I am smiling I am looking out at a world that
I significantly re-created from inside
Out of contradictory actions and emotions. I look like a silly child that
Photograph that year—big glasses, unthought-of clothes,
A suit, slight mess in general, cropped hair. And someone liked me,
Loved me a lot, I think. And someone else had, you had too. I was
Undrenched by the tears I’d shed later about this whole thing when
I’d telephone you I’d be all nerves, though in fact
All life was a factor and all my nerves were in my head. I feel 
Peculiar. Or I feel nothing. I am thinking about this poem. I am thinking
about your raincoat,
I am worried about the tactfulness,
About the truth of what I say.

Exactly.

Exactly.

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