can someone please tell my mother I don’t control traffic so I cannot physically move cars out her way nor can I make a magical detour
Nothing Personal
Brooklyn. Name, not a nickname, not a city rep. Just my name. New York City. Oceans. Harry Potter. Reading. Ballet. Smiles. Harry Potter. Hugs.
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Two behaviorists finish having sex. One turns to the other and says:
“That was great for you; how was it for me?”
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I just blew up an air mattress with my hair dryer. McGyver ain’t got shit on me.
Sweetheart I’ve been frightfully busy but you know I have thought of you every minute
Scott Fitzgerald to Zelda Fitzgerald, March 1919 (via keep-itsurreal)
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