uncultic: you cant spell school without i want to stab myself
Friends? Social life? Going outside?
sodamnrelatable: Friends? Social life? Going outside?
Narrow minded stupid people on facebook.
[AGGRESSIVELY DOESN’T MAKE ANY ATTEMPT AT INTERACTION BUT STILL WANTS TO BE YOUR FRIEND]
I keep wondering, how many people do you need to be, before you can become...– Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This for You (via cavum)
parents: your room is a mess
me: you should see my life
Book: I will be one of the best things you read this year.
Book: You will fall in love with my characters.
Book: I'm so good, you'll lose sleep over me.
Book: I'm part of a series.
Book: So you can feel the pain of a character dying in each book.
Book: I will break you emotionally.
Book: I will make you forget the real world.
Book: I will ruin all potential future love interests for you.
Book: You will be emotionally attached to me.
Book: You are mine.
people: So tell me bout yourself?
me: I like... stuff.
Don't get confused between my personality and my...
compluentum: reblogs only, no likes 2 solos mbf me must reach
"Do you know how many calories are in that?"
sodamnrelatable: “…Do you know how many fucks I give?”
PENCIL: You know, I'm really sorry.
ERASER: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
PENCIL: I'm sorry, 'couse you get hurt because of me. Whenever I make a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller every time.
ERASER: That's true, but i don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though, one of these days, I know I'll be gone and you have to replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.
random blogger reading this: what