October 2009
73 posts
reblog if you went to Warped.
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The Trials and Tribulations of Youth
We got hot and heavy. It wasn’t the best ever. We got awkward. He walked me home. I had to ask before he left if it was gonna be straight-up physical or if we would end up in a relationship.
He could have just told me it’d be physical, asked if that was fine, and I would have said yes. He could have said flat out no to the relationship. Hell, he could have even said yes. But he tells...
Wow.
I hate you Tumblr.
You tell me one audio file a day, and then don’t even let me have that. Because apparently this vague “Error while downloading” or whatever is hell-bent on denying me anything I want.
Fucking Tumblr. Why do you hurt so good?
we haven't kissed yet.
fuckyeahkissing:
but i picture it in my head everyday when i see you. every time something reminds me of you i imagine us holding each other close. how your five o’clock shadow would feel rubbing on my cheek, your arms around me, lips lingering, needing to be touched. i’m daydreaming, i almost feel it though. i know it’s so close, but it’ll always be out of reach.
THIS IS MY LIFE AS WE SPEAK....
yeahhbaby
fuckuniform:
marchyourhott started following you
thaaaanks x
I died when I saw the “Oh hai Britney” thing and new i must follow ;D
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Letting it slip
Here’s how I’d love it to go— J: Hey, listen… I just really wanted to know… do you actually… you know… like me, like me? Not to sound like I’m in the fourth grade… I just wanted to know if there were any feelings behind this carnal rollercoaster. D: Well… Yeah. I do. Like you, like you. J: … I like you too. -and we kiss and be...
It. Was. Awesome.
I am so fucking happy. I am smiling, elated, inflated, complete. I am bold and victorious in the face of defeat. I am dreaming and screaming in the name of love. There’s more hope in my heart than there are stars above. I am excited, delighted and ready to fight. My blood: boiling, rushing. My head: feather-light. Cries, yells, yowls, laughter Let my soul forever stay trapped in this...
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Goddamn you, Pessimism.
Plain and simple, I don’t know how to feel about this. I really want to be with him, but I really, really, really don’t want to get played for a fool. He seems genuine. He told me he liked me. Albeit, he was drunk when that happened. Are a drunk man’s words actually a sober man’s thoughts or just an exaggerated extension of them? It seemed true, but hope clouds judgment...
You’re free but in your mind, your freedom’s in a bind.
– Janelle Monae
yo dawg i herd... →
that this website is hilarious. Making fun of XZibit and transforming into meme art is a beautiful thing.