gettin real tired of my own bullshit
idk why wearing someone else’s shirt or sweater or jacket is so satisfying and comforting but it is
but not as satisfying as seeing someone else wearing your jacket or sweatshirt. like. wow. they’re wearing my sweatshirt. and it’s cute as fuck.
the bond between the person wearing someone else’s clothes and the person whose clothes they are wearing is strong
do you ever
do you ever just have
that one class
that one freaking class
that just depresses you when you think about it because
oh god you hate it so much
is this how twilight was written
have u ever thought about someone and gotten all flustered and happy
Me in the party: Gosh golly! This beat is… Whoo! This beat is… DANDY!
i followed my heart and it led me into the fridge
when someone say hi to ya bae for too long
“i’m gonna draw” i whisper as i don’t
“I’m gonna write” I whisper as I don’t.
“I’m gonna get a life” I whisper as I don’t
i think it’s cute when someone admits they have a crush on you
i think it’s a fucking miracle
A strong independent dog who don’t need no man
it’s hard to be swaggie in this economy
My relationship with all of my friends