tokomon:

my favorite thing about school was sitting with your friend and flipping through a random textbook pointing at ugly pictures and saying “that’s you.”

(via samanthapaz)

T,

I AM JUST SO MAD AND UPSET I’VE TRIED TO STAY AS CALM AND AS LEVEL-HEADED AS POSSIBLE ABOUT WHAT YOU DID BUT IT’S HITTING ME NOW AND IT’S HURTING

I tried my best to keep my cool when you first told me that you were only nice to me to get physical things out of me.

At first I thought you actually liked me, but that was maybe because I started to like you too. Maybe I misinterpreted your kindness, evidently so in this case. Your kindness was just to manipulate me to get something you wanted.

I’ll give you credit where it’s due: you did apologize. You admitted to it. But there was no remorse, no sense of guilt. Because even if you did apologize, you said you’d do your best to make things better, to make it up to me. But you haven’t. I haven’t heard anything from you since. Simply put, you just walked out. And if I’m not mistaken you’re already talking to someone else, almost as if I never even happened at all. Huh.

Everyone makes mistakes. Everyone screws up. But not everyone’s mistakes hurts someone else.

I’m sorry. I thought I saw something different in you. I thought I saw some good. If anything, thank you for pulling me back into reality. Thanks for reminding me that I’m just another piece of ass for some guy.

Thanks, T.

whycantieatallthesefries:

fallen-angel-with-a-shotgun:

wallflower-fallen-angel:

fallen—alice—creepypasta:

fallen—alice—creepypasta:

fucktuesdaywillhurt:

youarenotpossessedcastiel:

I was searching for different versions of this song and then BOOM! ITS JENSEN FUCKIN ACKLES SINGING HALLELUJAH!

I dont know if this is already here (if it is, I’m sorry)…

Holy shit I think my ovaries just exploded

holyshit

I THOUGHT THIS WAS A RICKROLL WHAT THE HELL?

Nope. I give up. This man is perfect.

(via itsawndrea)

drewmichaelchadwicksbutt:

YOU KNOW YOURE IN TOO DEEP WHEN YOU PICTURE YOURSELF SNUGGLING IN BED NEXT TO THEM OR WHEN YOU ARE DOING SOMETHING FUN AND WISH THEY WERE THERE TO SHARE THAT MOMENT WITH YOU OR THE WORST IS WHEN YOU SEE SOMETHING AND THINK OH THEY WOULD LIKE THAT

(via itsawndrea)

Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE being single. I love flirting and not being tied down, I love the freedom of being able to really live up moments before they disappear.

But sometimes I just wish I could have as much fun and adventure with someone. I feel like all the energy I spend on myself and life will be transferred to my future significant other and I think that’s just too much for one person but I can’t help it.

I don’t know. I’m always stuck between loving having short-lived flings and being really committed. Just. ARGH.

daftlypunk:

i hit my coworkers shoulder lightly and he was like “you’re going to make me cry like a girl” and i was like “what’s wrong with being a girl?” and he was quiet for a moment then he looked into the distance and whispered “the social standards they’re forced to live by”

(via ponpontaytaytay)

So I’ve been at frosh for the past couple of days and

Don’t get me wrong it’s so fun and all

But I just felt so out of place.

These people are not the ones I graduated with a year ago. Everyone there knew at least 2 other people they could stick with for the remaining time because they knew each other prior.

If I didn’t take a gap year, would that have made a difference? I don’t know.