GET OUT OF MY HEAD.

Like, seriously. Why did you request me yesterday morning? You were home. You couldn’t have been drunk at 10:30am. Don’t think about me. Let me go. I blocked your number, doesn’t that show that I don’t want to talk to you? I was done thinking about you, and you had to go and do that. Now, you’re back in my head. And all I can think about is the good times. Why can’t I think about all the times we fought? Why can’t I remember what we fought about? Why doesn’t it matter to me right now that all of my friends hate you? Why doesn’t it matter to me right now that everyone sees you as a player and you apparently get with a ton of girls? Why do I just want to talk to you again? Except that I don’t. I don’t really want to talk to you. I know you’re not healthy for me, it’s not that I want to talk to who you are now. I want my old Mike back. And you’re not him. You’ve been such a constant in my life for the past year and a half and I think that’s why you’re in my head. Only a few more months until we aren’t neighbors. Please just leave me alone for these last couple months.

apriki:

Riddle me this: you’re an invisible thirteen year old who has just snuck into a candy shop. Looking around, at all of the hundreds of different types of sweets that surround you, what do you go for? A lollipop. That your friend had already brought. YOU’RE INVISIBLE IN A CANDY SHOP AND YOU STEAL CANDY THAT SOMEONE HAS ALREADY BOUGHT. And not just anyone. Neville Longbottom. The kid with the worst luck in the world, and you steal his goddamn lollipop. Is anyone surprised that you’ve got a horcrux inside you, Harry Potter? Because I’m not surprised one bit.

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chasingmaryjane:

ksteez:

• YEAH GIRL I’MMA TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF AND
• put them in a closet for you cause it’s polite

• YEAH BABY THAT’S RIGHT IMMA PICK YOU UP AND
• carry you to your bed cause baby I know you tired

• OH GIRL IMA SLAP DAT
• broom out of your hand because you’ve had a long day at work, and i can do it myself. 

• GIIIRL IMMA ROCK YO
• baby to sleep cause she cryin’ and you’re tryna get some rest

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laugh-out-loud-johntot:

expectations

reality

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samanthawinchester7447:

Listen to “Fire of Unknown Origin” without

Listen to “Heat of the Moment” without

Listen to “Wanted Dead or Alive” without

Listen to “Eye of the Tiger” without

And of course, listen to “Carry on Wayward Son” without

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Blah.

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s3xhair:

omg same

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I have never in my life tried so hard to get with someone before. So, now, fuck it. If Brandon answers my text tomorrow morning, I’m laying everything out on the table. What do I have to lose? Nothing. Specifically, I’m saying “Alright, I don’t mean to make things awkward or serious, but I’m just a really blunt person, and I feel like things have been different since the last time we hooked up or whatever, and I’m not the type of girl that really cares, like, shit happens, haha, but I just wanted to make sure we were like, okay? hahahaha.”

What I really want to say is “You fucking prick, we hooked up twice, I probably said something in my drunk state of mind to scare you off, but let it go and just fucking hook up with me, asshole.”

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I’m not kidding. I seriously just can’t even be around all my girl friends from last year. They’re all going out to dinner tonight, and I’m staying in and drinking until it’s time for me to go to the twins. Like, that has to be a first step of alcoholism, avoiding social contact and locking yourself in your room with vodka.

But seriously….I can’t even be around them anymore. Their high school drama makes me want to bash my head in. I can’t hear another story about how some girl said hi to one of their boyfriends. SHUT THE FUCK UP.