"Hail. It doesn’t even have the decency to snow."
I cannot get back to sleep, I wanted to sleep in so baaad
"It doesn’t even matter."
How I end a fight
"are you calling my thighs an oven?"
Sean
everything I write is me really asking the questions to myself, anyhow
I use your boxes as templates, really
you never answer them as I want
(via noodel-the-cat)
Why the hell was it manditory in in GRADE 4?
WE GOT TO LEARN STAR WARS ON THE RECORDER.
it was okay :3
haha I thought it was just my private school being weird
“That’s Amore”
Vogue, July 2005
photographer: Mario Testino
Natalia Vodianovachandelier, gold gilded interior, Venice, Italy (larger)
// misshepburn
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Zooey Deschanel & Leon Redbone / Baby, It’s Cold Outside
one of my favorite christmas songs, stoked about zooey singing it, leon has a horrifyingly deep voice oh my god.
Yes, I feel bad about everything in the world and the things I’ve done or stupid things I’ve said to people, and yes, I shut down, it happens every single fucking day. I can’t get past it, I can’t think that i’ve never told you about it.
I don’t think you’ve told me about it. I mean maybe when a specific thing happens, you tell me. But never about this. And it feels so fucking terrible. There is no way to describe it because there is no specific reason you’re crying. You’re crying because there isn’t a reason not to.
We shouldn’t have read our books. I don’t want to be like the people in mine and you don’t want to be like the people in yours and it’s too much. I don’t like thinking about what will happen in the future because I don’t know how i’m going to make it, when I look at how i’m making it now. I don’t want to be alone and I don’t want to be in fake love. I don’t want to be in a marriage I don’t love, not ever, I don’t want to be in a room with televisions on all the time and consider them my family, and I cry a lot because I can’t see myself ever getting married or with someone or somehow not alone in those situations. Sometimes I think that my friends are my types of lovers because I don’t think I’ll ever find a real lover to love me. Which is so scary.
I don’t know if any of that makes since.
wow that was so beautiful and painful
i’m watching the news and this kid died in my city, and I knew him
he went to iraq and came back and got stabbed to death
omg.
omg
omg
omg
:/
who?