- year is 2392
- child: mommy i can't sleep
- mother: don't worry child. lay down as i sing you this ancient lullaby, passed on through my family for generations
- mother: PARTY ROCK IS IN THE HOUSE TONIGHT EVERYBODY JUST HAVE A GOOD TIME
constantly stuck between hating myself and thinking im the best thing on the fucking planet
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You know what’s kind of beautiful?
In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”
I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
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its the year 4012 and madagascar 267 is officially in theatres
they still arent in new york
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Melissa. Friends, music, drawing, painting, hood rat things, and just plain old bullshittin'. Sleeping is my favorite hobby. I really like things with glitter and I'm a sarcastic asshole 89% of the time.
