April 2011
That fail moment
thatfailmoment:
when you try to save the women you love by turning to the dark side to gain more power but she ends up dying anyways because you were getting robo-suited up while she was giving birth.
Those days when you think
foreverobssesed:
Everything can be solved *at least for a while* with a hug.
That awkward moment when you know how to say...
whoevererikais:
thaysquint:
choebe:
pamndora:
glassinthepark-:
And that usually happens when I’m writing a text in my own language!!
SO.OFTEN!!!!
ALL THE TIME !!
LIFE
Seeing younger kids with a better love life.
wewillbe-infinite-:
fuck you
to people who are only your friends when they are in the mood to be.
Does anyone even read text posts?
I feel like I’m talking to a wall when I ask my followers things or tell them something and get no response. Reblog if you actually read this.
I do, you know…
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It's 1:07 am
I’m tired. I slept about 9 hours last night. I’m still tired. I have a very hard time managing to fall asleep, and even when I do, I don’t get rest. It’s just frustrating. It’s like Charlie Brown falling down right before he kicks the football. You almost have it and then, just by a small measure, you don’t.
It’s the start of my second week of spring...
That moment when you really want to be friends...
possumparty:needlebug:
BUT YOU’RE TOO DAMN SOCIALLY AWKWARD.
That fail moment
thatfailmoment:
when you think of something really good to say 20 minutes after the conversation is over.
This happens to me every single fucking time
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Today, at a party
I realized something. Parties depress me. They make me sad. First, since I arrive pretty fucking punctual, I get to see each person arrive. I welcome them and say hi, but the way they say hi, or greet me (with a hug or just like anyone else) is not what I want it to be. I feel so unimportant when certain people arrive, say a random hi to me (and I’m supposed to be a good friend of them) and...
Indeed, they had it all figured out.
iwillbelievealltherightlies:
Thom: The Beatles. Nick: What about them? Thom: This. [grabs Nick’s hand] Thom: Look, other bands, they want to make it about sex or pain, but you know, The Beatles, they had it all figured out, okay? “I Want to Hold Your Hand.” The first single. It’s effing brilliant, right?… That’s what everybody wants, Nicky. They don’t want a twenty-four-hour hump sesh, ...
eskimocookie:
I'm a trouble-maker ... never been a faker.
WEEZER n.n
