I must not buy. Buying is the purse-killer. Buying is the little-dopamine that brings total bankruptcy. I will face my wishlist. I will permit the limited time sale to pass over me and through me. And when it has expired I will turn the inner eye to see its impulses. When the mania has gone there will be nothing. Only $ will remain.
sometimes when you’re a girl you randomly remember the most traumatic experience of your life and you’re like omg wow haha and then you don’t think about it ever again until like six months later
STOP the fucking song and back it up to the start we didn’t think about the right thing at the right time our head music video is all messed up what the fuck guys come on
