break free
becca; nineteen. los angeles. california — if i die today, tell harry styles i loved him. +
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"It’s as if I’m Finnick, watching images of my life flash by. The mast of a boat, a silver parachute, Mags laughing, a pink sky, Beetee’s trident, Annie in her wedding dress, waves breaking over rocks. T h e n  i t s  o v e r .”

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I don’t want other people to decide who I am. I want to decide that for myself. I want to avoid becoming something too styled and too ‘done’ and too generic. You see people as they go through their career and they just become more and more like everyone else.

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lulz-time:

Ugh, worst song ever. 

if we’re being honest, this was the moment that Emma Stone arrived.

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svvitzerland:

people talking about their sexual experiences and u r in the corner likeimage

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