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my friend who snorts cocaine won’t eat cookie dough because it’s bad for you

(Source: biforce, via hazelixm)

it’s 1964 I’m on a balcony smoking a really long cigarette and some lofty music is playing I drop my martini on the floor it breaks and 5 men scramble to get me a new one

(Source: fileformat, via raspberrylipp)


i want to be in your passenger’s seat late at night every night

(via florida-sounds)


**wears a black turtleneck with a beret and drinks a martini at the local high school art show**

(via bmuz)