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Monica, 21. Northern California. College. I work in a coffee shop. Emmit.


that awkward moment when you reblog something you didn’t mean to reblog and you stress to delete it before anyone sees it 

(Source: feat, via before5)


A lot of my dream world and a bit of reality lately is circulated around the fear of my teeth falling out.

Talking about this cafe in Chico:

"This place was like Summer Thymes but on asteroids."

"Dad. You mean steroids."

"No this place was like asteroids."