have you ever just looked at someone and thought, my fucking god i love you. i love every goddamn ounce. i love your bones and your soul. but I’m a loser, who just doesn’t wanna lose you. i can lose fucking everything, but not you. oh god. not you.
DO I SIT HERE AND TORTURE MYSELF THINKING ABOUT YOU. WHY CANT I JUST LET YOU GO. OH MY GOD.
Why do I go to your Tumblr. Why do I keep reminding myself that you are done with me and will be for the rest of our lives. I’m so completely stuck on you still and it’s fucking killing me.
why is it that everyone can be an asshole towards me and that’s perfectly fine but the minute i have had enough and act like an asshole its all of a sudden not okay
you’ve probably sat next to a boy in class that’s had a boner before
they were sitting next to me of course they had a boner
the fact that ellen doesn’t have to insult celebrities to be funny makes her 500% more amazing then she already is
instead she takes photos with them and buys them pizza
the look on their faces though. its like “omfg, charles. charles, charles. THE HUMAN IS WAVING. WAVE BACK, HURRY.”
omg cutest ever
THEY LOOK SO FAT
leadhooves said “HNNNNG” about a bear and now I can only believe that you are a fucking furry