I’ve become that teenage girl blasting trashy indie rock and incapacitated by an injured foot while it’s 23 degrees Celsius outside.
Close friendships are only ever a problem to me when I can’t really word what we are to each other anymore.
(Source: freakingshotgun, via stfuconservatives)
"It’s only seven inches, though… never thought I’d say seven inches was small, but how and ever."
— The Brother looking up tablet PCs
this worries me because i was really well-liked in high school
I’m guessing she’s talking about typical high school stars who’re captain of the football team, and lead the team to win some championship title for the first time in 50 years or whatever.
(Source: hannahitsrec)
(via harrytomlomsom)
![damnthatswhack:
We can still be friends on facebook.
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Today my mom wasn’t home, so my eight year old sister asked me to set some words for her so she could write her daily sentences. I knew she did them every day, but I’ve never bothered to read them before.
My sister is a lot of things. She’s extremely smart, fairly quiet, and absolutely hilarious. But today I learned two new things about her:
a) my sister does not have a way with the written word
b) my sister is addicted to crack cocaine
I don’t know what the fuck she’s smoking but I want in on it sweet baby jesus I did not know what to do with myself while I was reading some of these
what is wrong with her
I don’t even understand what some of these mean
(things you should know: I am Natalie, and her “silkys” are two little silk & velveteen blankets she’s slept with since she was born.)
(via bekn)
Language
Your name in five languages
Pound through my mind
Always unsaid
Darling, dear, sweetheart,
baby, honey, you
Laughs and nudges,
Smiles and glances
But never names
Never language
