January 2012
awkwardly in an elevator with 8 strangers
strangers:
me:
strangers:
me:
strangers:
me: i bet you're wondering why i've gathered you all here today, hello
while looking through facebook
me: what the fuck
me: who the fuck are you
me: what the fuck you moved across the country
me: ...the fuck
me: how the fuck do you know each other
me: why the fuck are you bf/gf
me: i don't fucking understand this
me: i fucking hate you all
me: wanna not fucking take this from tumblr?
me: lol wannabe
me: wtf are you doing in that pic
me: no one cares
December 2011
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“I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a...”
– Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via hotcupofchai)
