I have this problem where ‘the other day’ for me ranges from yesterday to around 5 years ago
and ‘a friend of mine’ is literally anybody i’ve ever heard of who’s opinion i like
I notice everything. And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
having to delete songs for making room in your ipod is like having to kill some of your children because you cant feed them all
i don’t think she can change her mind
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my life is a constant cycle of waiting until the weekend and then not doing anything when it comes
I wish boobs did the bra thing without having to wear the bra
I have been waiting a whole year to reblog this.
can’t wait for the generation of grandmas with winged eyeliner
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