I need to sleep but I can’t
I couldn’t even tell you
how many times
I’ve wanted to see myself
through your eyes.
And I often wonder if those
butterflies in your stomach
are still alive." — Connotativewords [ jl ] Flutter (via forever-and-alwayss)
Yesterday a guy came up to me at work was like “How are you ever going to get a job with all those piercings?”
I’ll say that again.
A guy came up to me
and asked “How are you ever going to get a job with all those piercings?”
you could have reblogged that from me
finding nemo was not very good
FUCK YOU THAT WAS MY CHILDHOOD IM GOING TO HUNT YOU DOWN AND SKIN YOU ALIVE IVE GOT MY IP TRACKER ON THE CASE RIGHT NOW
calm down satan
well that escalated quickly
there are two types of people
this is all the same person
the lady at the sandwich shop today was like “that’ll be 4.20 luv, would you like it toasted?” and i nodded and said “blaze it” and the guy working the sandwich toaster lost it
I laugh at this post every time
elementary school was like “hell yeah”. middle school was like “hell no”. and high school. high school is just “hell”
college is just “what the hell”
This is so accurate.
The girl who was my elementary school girl friend just got engaged and I’m sitting here single wearing a pug shirt and hamburger underwear
Just remember, u r someone’s dream girl
I’m a boy
Tumblr has made us forget that some people are actually straight
"don’t tell me I am pretty or thin or sweet or good until you have crawled inside my skin and felt the depths and shallows of me. only I know who I am. I live inside myself and it is a rotting cage."