January 2011
Stupid puns actually make me happy.
So far, I have no plans for this summer, except that I’m going to be working. I don’t even know what I’ll do with myself. Maybe I’ll work on not bothering to care. That’s the thing, though. I can be so non-chalant. I don’t get mad. It just doesn’t happen for me. I mean, sure, sometimes I get frustrated, but I never truly get mad. It’s just out...
You said I looked pretty in the lights.
And I wished that I could have taken you home with me. We held hands for a tiny bit, but I was more afraid for you than for me. I think we make a good pair.
I love you for loving me when no one else did.
I love the feeling of a fresh haircut, fresh...
“And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul,...”
– Sylvia Plath (via savemedear)
“You know I’m such a fool for you.
You’ve got me wrapped around your...”
– The Cranberries
“I can give it up on the first date.
Don’t have to exist outside this...”
– The XX
suicidalimbecile:
when you try so hard not to think about someone for the entire fucking day but end up doing so
