(Source: tonyballer)
(Source: gottastaylifted)
person: i used to like you
me: what the fuck made you stop
(Source: theamericankid)
In person? Yes.
(Source: skate-high)
A fail-thought
Anyone want to text me/be my late night friend-person??
It’s sad how:
No one texts me past 11pm. & I’m an insomniac, graveyard-shift person.
I need more insomniac friends.
(Source: orionfalls)
It’s sad how:
There’s that one person I want more than anyone in this giant blue world. One person who makes me smile uncontrollably, is okay with my rambling, smarter than they know, and is as beautiful as the moon on a clear star-speckled night. I think about that person at least once every day,
And, I can’t have them.
