He left… Everyone leaves.
And I do end up feeling like the bad guy… I do… No matter what…
So then he just gives up. Great.
Because I’m the asshole, right? Like always. I’m just so fucking imperfect and I fuck everything up and I just fucking suck. I’m just the worst fucking person aren’t i? Yeah. I totally am.
"Open books, not legs" is the dumbest shit ever like
if I wanna read then I’ll read
and if I wanna fuck then I’ll fuck
and if I wanna rest my book against a hot guy’s head while he puts it between my spread legs then I’m gonna fucking do that bye
This made me laugh way more than it should have
There are six* sides to Tumblr
- Side one: Pictures of Starbucks and girls who have dip-dyed hair
- Side two: People crying over fictional gay couples
- Side three: genuinely fucked up people looking for support and a place they don't have to hide. An escape.
- Side four: porn.
- Side five: BANDSBANDSBANDSBANDSBANDS
- Side six: The super geeky and crazy intelligent nerds who only come out of their labs to teach us all a lesson on anything science related.