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To Oscilate

I have the worst luck with (men and) cab drivers. 

Last night, D wrestled my phone away from me, and I almost scratched his eyes out.

Some days, I absolutely adore him; some days, I want to stick a pair of stilettos up his ass and shrug my shoulders in resignation.

Some days, I just don’t care.

You peer inside yourself / You take the things you like / And try to love the things you took / And then you take that love you made and stick it into some / Someone else’s heart / Pumping someone else’s blood / And walking arm in arm / You hope it don’t get harmed / But even if it does / You’ll just do it all again

-On The Radio, Regina Spektor

PS: I am SOFUCKINGSICK of that Rihanna song.

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