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That everyone always talks about someone who tells them they’re special, and pays attention to them, and texts them first. And I have that now. I don’t know.
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Because I like you, you’re a good friend. You’re funny, adorable, all that. I mean, we’re not close and all that but if you start to like the guy I’ve been wasting almost two years on, that’ll fuck me up. Like, I’m used to girls liking him. That’s unavoidable. And he dates other people. He doesn’t like me. I know that. But to have to listen to her talk to him, to know that she’s happy or depressed or whatever it is because of him? I don’t think I could stand that. My other friend liked him before, and it killed me. But she told me. This one won’t. One of my close friends is dating the guy I liked last year, a lot, and I kind of hate having to listen to her talk about him. I don’t know. I’m just selfish and foolish.
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(via fuckyeahphotographics)
Oh, Londres. How beautiful you are!
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
,B.O.B. - Airplanes Ft. Hayley Williams of Paramore
such a sick song
I’m in LOVE with this song
Hayley<3
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Best game ever.
My childhood was jam-packed with Catholic imagery, so for me it was less “lava” and more “the pits of hell”
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Why did I get my hopes up, even for a few seconds? I’m so stupid. I should really know better by now. You hardly even talk to me, and I have to practically drag a conversation out of you before it dies. I’m such an idiot.
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