Me: *sits in towel for 6 months after showering*
sleepywriting: “It just got to the point where you couldn’t tell the difference between like and love because all you could hear were the words the other said.”
himchanspenus: Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.
amazingphanonfire: pizza: this week on I Started Using It Ironically And Now I Can’t Stop: sunglasses emoji next week on I Started Using It Ironically And Now I Can’t Stop: #swag and #yolo stay tuned!
saddumbgirl: idk if you say possesive things like “you’re mine” i get all melty and weird and will probably fall in love with you
It feels like somebody took my heart and dropped it into a bucket of boiling...– Michael Scott, Grief Counseling (via venetians)
unicornmunch: here’s a list of what i’d like to do with you: hug go on walks while holding hands smile kiss cuddle have cute little dates have movie nights take adorable pictures go new places try new things fall in love brutally fuck you look at the stars do everything i was ever scared to do alone.
ennvy: if you kiss my neck there is a 98% chance i will tear your clothes off punch you in the face because i’m ticklish as fuck.
steph-was-here: do you ever stop and realize that people probably discuss you from time to time when you aren’t around to witness it not even in a specifically positive or negative way just like people mention you, or think of you, you occur to people sometimes thats the most unnerving thing that i can think of, thats so weird, that i exist to people when im not even interacting with them
hellokiera: I just want to get a cute apartment with a cute person and wear nothing but underwear and a big t-shirt or sweater and dance around, cook for each other, make our own movies and record each other while we’re playing, smiling, and laughing, and lay in bed together at night snuggled up warm together so close that we can hear each others pulse, ya feel me
It’s scary how people leave scars on you; how certain people will never really...– Elay Neal Moses (via perfect)
first day of kindergarten
angrynerdyblogger: do you ever just “what the fuck is the point” so hard that you stop everything you’re doing and stare and pretty much wonder why you don’t vanish from existence because the level of done you are should pretty much deconstruct your biological makeup
all im interested in right now is laying in bed and kissing a lot
courtky: joshhunkerson: Josh Peck does it again - omg
troyesivan: So a while ago I posted up a snippet...
fishingboatproceeds: baptised-in-vodka: Ok like I’ve never read The Fault In Our Stars but I see it every where on this site and I want to. Is it any good?? It’s okay.
january 2013: this shall be my year may 2013: well, shit
maxterbate: is it spelled doughnuts or donuts what the heck
nezushis: miyashapt: mnastynastynasty: oh my god i can’t get over this Why has no one punch this little bitch in the face yet? Okay I had no problems with Justin Bieber before but I think he needs a few slaps in the face from reality now That’s not even his real twitter though..
dickfaerie: my favorite activity is pretending that i can sing