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It kills me that I still think of you sometimes That I still occasionally want to hear from you That on a deep level somewhere buried away I never truly got over it all, that in a way I still do love you And how I still kinda do the things I do to forget, or to try cover up but sometimes I find myself looking back again
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*sees a dog* god i hope he thinks im cool
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what gender pronouns are you supposed to use for chocolate bars?
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I don’t read as much as I used to. I don’t draw as much as I used to.
I don’t even play video games as much as I used to.
I have no idea what I do.
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I realized I ask my girlfriend if she’s okay a lot. Even if she seems completely fine I’ll still ask “You good babe?” or “are you okay?” Or at least ask how her day is going just to make sure she’s not having a bad one. Even If she tells me she is fine I’ll ask her if there is anything I could do to make the day better. I’m sure she gets annoyed by my constant asking. It can happen multiple times a day. It seems like habit. And now, I finally think I know why I do this. When I was falling apart No one ever asked if I was okay.
(via boyberry)
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you should ALWAYS use a condom unless it’s been explicitly discussed and you have decided otherwise as a couple! always!!!!!!!!!!
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Me: *flirting with cashier at Old Navy*
Me: when I leave, don't be surprised if the alarm goes off, because I just stole your heart.
Me: *leaves, alarm goes off*
Me: *with a sly smile* see? told ya.
Cashier: i need to check your bag. come back here.
Me: no.
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