Josh | Sophmore | Hipster 4 life
I wanna do something productive but I don’t wanna leave my bed a classic novel written by me
love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
i fucking hate how i get attached so easily like i don’t understand. i meet someone new, find interest and BAM it’s like i can’t stop thinking about it. this needs to fucking stop
IF YOU EVER GET IN A FIGHT WITH YOUR SIGNIFICANT OTHER JUST BREATHE IN THE HELIUM OUT OF A BALLOON AND HAVE AN ARGUMENT AND THE FIRST ONE TO LAUGH LOSES
ripping out someone one’s headphones is the 8th deadly sin
people that point out acne:
- pack ur bags
- buy a plane ticket
- go to hell
*walks past a mirror*
you got kik?
*sits down next to you and sympathetically looks into your eyes* i don’t care