|—||Charles Kingsley (via minutelyinspiration)|
i don’t judge people based on what they like but if you dislike james t kirk i can’t be friends with you
I don’t care. I don’t care. I don’t care. I don’t care. I don’t care. I can be friends without having feelings.
Sitting here in Coach’s apartment and we’re discussing our “relationship” things? Like some guy asked for my number when I was at the store earlier and Coach is sitting here telling me why I’m not allowed to keep texting him (which, while his reasoning is sound, it doesn’t make it any less awkward) and now he’s telling me all about his issues with Houston Girl (this girl he’s been pretty seriously talking to for a while now I guess) and just what even is this?? I mean I’m thrilled that it’s not weird for us to hang out, but… I don’t even know how to feel about this. I keep saying that I wish I could get over him, but the truth is I don’t want to get over him, I want to be with him. But it’s very very clear that that’s not going to happen like ever and that’s hard to accept. I’m so happy that he’s found someone, but at the same time it’s absolutely tearing me apart? Like to see him so worked up about this thing with her? I can guarantee that he was *never* this concerned about anything that ever happened with us and that kinda hurts? Like just knowing how important he was to me and knowing that I was never anywhere near as important to him it just sucks.
i hit rock bottom like every 2 weeks
“i want to wear shorts because it’s hot but i really hate my legs” an autobiography
“I want to wear shorts but i didnt shave” the sequel.
“I want to wear shorts but I don’t tan and I’d rather not blind you” The trilogy
“I want to wear shorts but my huge dick always sticks out” a pop-up book
a pop up book