Follow the Sun
Just a girl from the suburbs trying to figure out life in the big city with romantic idealism, humor, and class in her back pocket at all times.

simplifies:

me
Holy shit
There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.
— Maya Angelou (via acrylicalchemy)

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I kissed him passionately, I even wanted to bruise him, so that he would not be able to forget me.
— Françoise Sagan, Bonjour Tristesse  (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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