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2 whole days of everyone asking why I don’t have a boyfriend yet, why I don’t wear more makeup, and commenting on my mom’s weight loss while I stand there like an obese thing. Plus, annoyingly loud music and aunts and uncles drunk karaoke-ing until 5 in the morning. Fun. Guess I better go pack.
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Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via cityyandcolour)(Source: larmoyante, via my-quarterlifecrisis)
