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19. NYC.


i don’t care if bread is bad for me. i literally don’t care. i couldn’t care less. stop. don’t. don’t tell me it makes me fat. i don’t care. no shits. literally could not care less. i can’t hear you over all this bread i’m eating. bread in my mouth crumbs everywhere i dON’T CARE

(via xenaslittlebitch)


if we are talking in person and i accidentally spit dont even call out i saw it and im dead inside

(Source: thesugarhole, via xenaslittlebitch)


if you scream at 19yr old retail workers who are trying their hardest till they cry i hope you fucking burn in the deepest level of hell

(via nomadic-madness)