Don’t worry, it came back and bit me in the ass after all
- friend: do you want to hang out?
- me: i have to ask my mom
- me: *doesn't ask mom*
- me: she said no
Drunk text me. Text me when the music is loud and there are girls dancing around you and you’re not quite coherent and you’re not quite yourself. Drunk text me that you love me or that you miss me or that I’m on your mind. Let the alcohol tell me all the things you won’t say sober. — (via laurenrosenicole)
im so vain, i think people are hitting on me when they’re probably just being nice