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I'm Jamie. I'm 21 and female. Here I blog/reblog things related to (but not limited to): movies, travel, various television shows, and music. I rearrange my page quite often.


When you love someone, you give them everything, but then they turn out to be a dick, and everything gets chucked back in your face. Then you’re insecure, paranoid, and jealous, and you’re obsessed over that person. It’s one massive head game because you’re like, “Who am I now?” You feel like this shriveled-up Gollum-like creature. And then you hate yourself because you’re trying so hard and it’s just not working. That’s what my album’s about.
FKA Twigs
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"At Ease: The New Uniform For The Day" photographed by Mario Testino for Vogue US 1996

"At Ease: The New Uniform For The Day" photographed by Mario Testino for Vogue US 1996

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Most of the break up was my doing, but I can’t help feeling extremely upset about it. I wish I had waited. I wish I had said other things. I wish we were still best friends. I still have almost all of his shirts. Do I have to give those back?

I can’t do this. I just want to rewind. How do you move on from something that was 50% of you?

we broke up

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