tumblr is the saddest on the weekends because we see who has a life and who doesn’t
THE WORST FEELING EVER IS WHEN YOURE SO ENTHUSIASTIC TELLING SOMEONE SOMETHING AND YOU CAN JUST PHYSICALLY FEEL THEM NOT CARING AT ALL SO YOU TRY HARDER BUT YOU JUST CANNOT GRASP THEIR ATTENTION SO YOU SLOWLY FADE OUT AND LET THEM GO BACK TO DOING WHAT THEY DO AND YOU WANT TO APOLOGIZE FOR TAKING TIME OUT OF THEIR DAY TO TELL THEM SOMETHING YOU’RE HAPPY ABOUT
Treat her like you’re still trying to win her, and that’s how you’ll never lose her.
I think we all have that one person that we never truly get over, that we still think about right before bed every night, or you will always jump at a chance to talk to even though you know you shouldn’t talk to, or the first person you think of whenever you’re drunk.
Dearly bruhloved we are swaggered here today to join these two bros in holy matrihomie.
It’s weird that pirates would go from shore to shore looking for buried treasure when the real treasure was in the friendships they were making
I’ve got this tiny pang of regret when I think of how much I have probably missed out on in the last few years because I was too scared to take a risk, or too shy to speak up, or too worried to be bold.