Bronte. 18. Melbourne.
Dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
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tltty:

you could give me a whole month to do homework and i still wouldn’t start it till the night before it’s due what’s wrong with me why do i do this to myself

meladoodle:

if i become a drug dealer i’m gonna say to my customers ‘now put THAT in your pipe and smoke it” and we’d all laugh and then i’d call the police because drugs are fucking illegal

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