Oh… well, thank you tumblr for making me realise I might actually have a slight anxiety issue… because this totally explains me.
I’m so glad I’m not this bad about it anymore. Balls.
Describes me haha fml(via
“pass me a joint”
i rip off my arm, crying as i pass the detached extremity to my friend
protip: if you cant remember someones name, just call them “old sport”
things I can’t imagine
- someone having a crush on me
- someone randomly seeing me and thinking ‘wow she’s cute’
- someone getting happy because I messaged them first
- someone thinking about me, in general
- someone wondering how I am
- someone finding me attractive
- someone doing something to try and impress me
- someone asking their friend on what to say to me
- someone wanting to get to know me
The only kind of marks you should ever leave on a dog.
I’ve reblogged this photo so many times & that’s my favorite comment on a photo in the history of the world.
i would rather hold you than have sex with you, but that’s the thing. that’s the problem. my relationships don’t revolve around sex, but everyone else’s do.