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notestomyfutureboyfriend: I know that no one wants to deal with baggage, but please understand that I don’t travel lightly. Sometimes I struggle with the past and don’t let my guard down easily. I’ve got a lot on my plate and I have dreams that may seem too big. Please share my love for harry potter, cuddling, movies,…
All I want to do is be the best. It’s so hard to be positive when everything around you is falling apart.
You have no idea of how badly I want to give up on everything.
Look to your left and then to your right…someone will be gone…
This beautiful girl opened in fourty five deadly...
It was quite beautiful. To be completely honest, it was unexpected for the both of us. We both crying over one person. Our loss, yes, but our gain as well. It was smashing.
Finished monologue packets and all my homework at...
Feels good to have free time. :)
What should I do this weekend to entertain myself?
Jimmy, oh Jimmy.
Silly boy. Gee, what a real swell guy.
Anonymous asked: What happened to us?
These last two days have been so perfect.
Scorpios don't want to see their loved ones hurt...
Senior year starts tomorrow...
I don’t wanna grow up. I don’t wanna grow up. I don’t wanna grow up.
Dear Future Boyfriend,
notestomyfutureboyfriend: When I meet you (finally), I might be nervous at first. Constant rejection and a complete lack of romantic history will do that to a girl. I’m sure I’ll be utterly shocked once you take interest, and maybe even scared, but please give me time and I promise I’ll be the best girlfriend ever. Love, Me
Last Day of Summer
Time to capture any final moments of magic in the summer atmosphere.
I’m not procrastinating. This is a first for me.
It’s done. All of it. Done. It feels so damn good. Gonna go celebrate by getting my senior ad pictures and tackling my pizza cravings.
Write. Write. Write.
It’s the only thing I can do at this rate.
It is written: I have a friend but my sorrow has no friend.– Spoon River Anthology, Edgar Lee Masters
So. Many. Feelings.
Just put them in a bag and pick one because that is how random they are.
All I want is a scholarship and endless Starbucks
Is that too much to ask for…?
PUT COLORS IN A MESSAGE.
gethigher: askclint: Red - I love you. Deep Red - I’m in love with you. Pink - I could stay on your blog for hours. Yellow - You’re amazing. Peach - I miss you. Blue - I want to get to know you. Purple - You’re hot. Brown - I would fuck you. Green - I would date you. Black - I hate you. White - Delete your tumblr. Violet - Go die. AND I WILL RESPOND WITH A CORRESPONDING GIF, BITCHEZ ...