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You bleached your hair and you pawned your skis and then you sold out for the shade of the palm tree scene
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I can’t make it to your wedding, but I’m sure I’ll be at your wake.
Literally the most profound lyric of any song ever, “Bukowski” by Modest Mouse (via wittneyhancockisatlarge)
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