I think I like you, I mean I think like-like you.
July 2012
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June 2012
67 posts
“And I want you to see
It’d make me happy
If you would like to stay the night
With me under the sheets of my little twin bed” —Jill Andrews
It’d make me happy
If you would like to stay the night
With me under the sheets of my little twin bed” —Jill Andrews
Loling at the fact you think Mumford & Sons are a better band than The Avett Brothers.
“This song is about how everything is going to be okay, albeit eventually … sooner or later.”
—Seth Avett, introducing Please Pardon Yourself (via hungthesign)
I wish I could tell you everything and you could tell me the same, but it’s just not like that anymore is it?
Two days in a row, people don’t text me back.
It’s not just a coincidence, it’s a conspiracy.
Fate is telling everyone to dislike me and ignore me.
I could be dying. Or kidnapped. Or lonely.
I’m lonely.
I just want someone to talk to. Anyone.
Spoke too soon. This will be the worst summer yet.
I would thoroughly enjoy hanging out with friends, going on dates, and taking day trips to the beach.
I have no friends, nobody will date me (no surprise there), and I can’t go to the beach.
Mom, every day: “Why don’t you do something other than sit inside all day?”
Me: “Can I go to the beach with (soandso)?”
Mom: “No.”
You’re kidding me right?!
I’m having the worst luck.
Word.
I'm going to go play softball on the beach for the next the three days. See ya.
I gotta make shit happen today.
"Maybe softball is quiting you."
Wow dad thats a low blow even for you.
That moment when you realize you're just like Chandler Bing.
wemustgoforwardstogobackwards:
I really am Chandler Bing in a nutshell.
“In my mind every single day is sunny,
it’s so bright it almost hurts my eyes to see.” —The Everybodyfields
it’s so bright it almost hurts my eyes to see.” —The Everybodyfields
