i can’t believe i’m moving from a town to a city
you can always count on lou to fill up your dashboard with gifs of sex
liquidst8 asked: you have really beautiful eyes, just saying *runs away and hides*
Anonymous asked: your face close up
eyebrowfetishist: saying one stupid thing in passing and then thinking about it for the next ten years
Anonymous asked: your face
Ask me to take a picture of any aspect of my life...
macarena-of-time: my personality varies from unbearably clingy to disturbingly distant and there is no inbetween
the kooks - time above the earth seriously, why is...
supajimjam: What you are looking at is you, and what you see depends on how you look
[[MORE]]i’ve never felt this way in my whole life, and i feel so fucking shit and i want to cry literally every time i think about it. no one can help me either, which makes it so much worse. god, i feel so awful and useless
i’ve been asked for help twice today. one was about someone having sex, which i obviously had no clue about, so just kinda nodded. and the second was about a girl, and should the guy make a move or what, and i just said “i don’t know, i don’t know the girl. only you know what she’s like” i’m shit at advice
teletubbie-custard: sometimes I go on the ‘grunge’ and ‘hipster’ tags and cry with laughter
i just checked my inbox on here apparently i do have a submission box..
Forever completely ignoring my step-grandad when I go round my grandma’s ie right now
ugh srsly someone give me a foot massage before I die
Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office...– Jack Kerouac (via 74k)
Run away to Barcelona. Eat milk chocolate magnum bars and drink cheap champagne....– (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
coffeemaps: There’s nothing worst than trying to cling to something and stay in the past when things have obviously changed. Today I’m growing up.
Is it bad that I might cry because my dad has ordered me chicken tikka Korma instead of just chicken Korma? Ugh
No matter how much I feel, I’m not going to let it out. If I have to cry, I’m...– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via vacants)
I hope tomorrow is my last day at work. If they ask me to stay on I’ll cry
[[MORE]]the other day i was talking to someone about how i didn’t like drink, and they said that i “need to get prepared for uni” by going out and getting drunk. i don’t need to do anything. you don’t have to drink or be drunk to have a good time. they then told me that i “won’t fit in” and that i’m going to look “plain” and...
I don’t think people realise that I can’t help having a quiet voice. I don’t choose to have a quiet voice, or be a quiet person
I finally figured out that I’m solitary by nature, but at the same time I know...– Charles de Lint, Memory and Dream (via larmoyante)