Letting it load and the girl in class turns to look at me and she glances at my phone (I was letting tumblr load) and it’s this guy just going ham on a chick. XD 😂😂😂😂😂😂😋
I remember turning back to gaze at the all the pretty lights bouncing back and forth between the land masses, and our eyes met each other. We exchanged a look that I only know with you, as the song of our people belted out,
"You are me and I am you, I’ll always be with you."
Soon, I’ll be able to see those eyes again every night
It’s like da fuq dude*looks both way* I’ve been trying to get out of here-
don’t tell me to calm down I’ll throw a fucking desk at your face
Those people who constantly reblog your stuff but you never really talk:
I really just want sleepy kisses and really hot sex
Spotted while house-hunting, unfortunately it wasn’t for sale.
“You matter as much as the things that matter to you. And I got so backwards trying to matter to him. All this time, there were real things to care about: real, good people who care about me, and this place. It’s so easy to get stuck. You just get caught in being something, being special or cool or whatever, to the point where you don’t even know why you need it; you just think you do.”
– John Green- (An Abundance of Katherines)