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1. Run away to Brooklyn. Rent an apartment with a claw footed bathtub. Commute to Manhattan during the week and put in hours at a menial publishing job. Drive home to New Jersey on weekends to swim in the pool and cry to your mother. Smoke Gauloises on the fire escape. Let yellowing issues of Rolling Stone and Vogue pile into a protective fortress around your bed. Listen to Cat Power. Fall asleep mostly naked beneath the duvet watching Sportscenter and drinking earl grey. Date a Yankees fan and kiss his hands on the 4 Train into the Bronx.
5 Fantasy Exit Strategies
(by Rowena Waack)
49630012 (by skorobulatova)

Once again I’ll be the foolish one
Thinking a blink of these lashes would make you come
Don’t you worry, don’t get in a state
I don’t believe in true love anyway 

Ever felt completely and utterly replaced? Like, not only is the place you used to occupy in someone else’s life taken but it’s now held by someone who eclipses you in every way possible? 

SENA POPPY (by La Branĉaro)
(by Lina Scheynius)
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