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Once you hit your 40’s the urge goes from burn it all down to run into the woods and never engage in society again. I can’t decide which one is worse.

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and the answer lies somewhere in the middle, I suppose

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Just wait for your 50’s…

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I admit that I play Passenger, by Deftones a few octaves higher than their other songs

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Any Maynard feature demands to be played that way

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"Every now and then I want to pick a fight with my boyfriend, whose only transgression would be that he didn’t pick one with me first. The melancholy monster inside wants to live out her tragic sad girl destiny, to break something so she can write about how she cleaned up the mess afterwards." ouuuuchhhhh. ur badass though.

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also if u have time read my post dating in LA I feel like u may find solace/camaraderie (im 21 and still in the in-between place but my dish-washing and bed-making habits r definitely accelerating at an unexpected pace)

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"...our biggest area of contention is over how loudly I play the Deftones (not loud enough if you ask me)..."

This is the correct response.

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In this house we blast White Pony at 8am on a Sunday, end of story!

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I can feel the echoes of this melancholy monster. I have tried to tame it, but it is worsening.

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Persephone was the goddess of spring and queen of the Underworld. Like her, I think it’s crucial we honor both sides.

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"That which is below is like that which is above and that which is above is like that which is below to do the miracle of one only thing.” — The Emerald Tablet

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This brought back a few memories for me. Loved it

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"feels great, but look at what it's doing to you / but that's okay, 'cause look at how it feels"

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Feel this all so much. It took having a kid to finally give up the fantasy that those days would somehow return again.

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But it would be real nice to be able to, just for one night, end up in the girls bathroom of some club for 27 mins making besties and sharing dating horror stories in our bodycon dresses or whatever the hell it was we were wearing 15 yrs ago.

Ah, youth really is wasted on the young.

(I am literally in bed typing this, 9:32pm on a Monday)

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I literally say that "youth is wasted..." thing like every day lately. Also that image of the bathroom besties in bodycon dresses is so perfect it makes me sick. Oh wait that's the memory of the vodka... but also it's perfect.

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“Back in my day there wasn’t anything a jager bomb + a cropped moto jacket that was cut to fit an American Girl doll couldn’t fix!” - me when my nieces ask for stories and to borrow my Y2K pants

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This 👏🏽

"When things get too light, I look to the familiar warmth of the darkness to call me back home."

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.. get the music on.. asap .. tune yer tempo eh !

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“Blame it all on my roots…”

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“I showed up in boots and ruined your black tie affair…”

I still got it

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Yeah you do!

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I’m guessing the Tennessee Williams line is not one of the obvious ones?

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(It reads “a prayer for the wild at heart kept in cages”)

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I just googled it. That’s a good one!

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You think I’m above getting “STELLA” tattooed somewhere? Cause I’m not

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