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you know that feeling when you’re just totally in love with your best friend? like, not exactly love, but you love them, not even in a romantic way but you love them. and then they start to meet other people and get more and more friends and hundreds of likes on facebook or whatever, and you look at their face on a photo and think “hey. i really miss you.” although they aren’t gone?
you see us as you want to see us; in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions.
the breakfast club (1985)
im gonna be hot in a few years i swear
in the end im not cool or punk or anything i just listen to loud music in an attempt to drown everything else out
every year after you turn 17 you get further away from being the age of the dancing queen and that’s my least favorite thing about growing up