i’ve come to the conclusion that I’m either retarded, people don’t like me, or my friends sawed their fingers off so they don’t have to text me back, or D, all of the above.
people that don’t converse well stress me out.
Steven J McGarrett, accessories included.
noctiscorvus: He’s like a freakin’ Barbie doll. Has 5 outfits in his car, 20 different weapons, 12 different faces.
I notice everything.
And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything. nah sometimes...
relatives: any boyfriends?
typical conversation at every holiday since I was 5
klareaddictsanonymous: im-a-walking-paradox: hey canadians have fun at school tomorrow Hey, I hope you had fun at school last monday ^ <
megagirl: shavingryansprivates: the best 52 seconds in film history shavingryansprivates tho, A+ url oh my god OHOHOHOHO
i shit you not today in a bookstore a guy came up to me and said, “wanna move this over to the romance section” and i gave an uncomfortable laugh then he was like “or maybe fantasy” and he WINKED i replied with “no thanks you look nice though” and i left superfast he spent the rest of the day in the mystery section wondering where he went wrong
realanomaly asked: Princess of sass maybe?