That awkward moment when you have 2387932789347109740912739127489188394789347 tabs open and you can't figure out which one the music is coming from
Im bored, someone send me something, anon or not.
There is always that one person that will have a piece of your heart forever.
Reblog if your idea of sleeping with someone is actually falling asleep with them beside you.
Dear girls: Boys are not going to run to your house at 3am with flowers. They aren’t going to scream that they love you down the hallway. They aren’t always going to randomly text you to tell you how beautiful you are. They probably aren’t going to sing and dance with you in the rain. Yes, they cheat and lie, some of them. But so do girls. Stop setting these high fucking expectations and get over the fact that they’re not perfect, and neither are you.