Me: I need to sleep *turns off light, lays down, gets under
the covers*
Brain: I can't stop thinking, *starts singing Just Give me a reason cuz it's stuck in my head*
Body: I'm so comfy, let's sleep
Brain: Sorry I can't staaahhhppp thinkin, man
Me: *eventually falls asleep thinking about something or other*
Brain: I can't stop thinking, *starts singing Just Give me a reason cuz it's stuck in my head*
Body: I'm so comfy, let's sleep
Brain: Sorry I can't staaahhhppp thinkin, man
Me: *eventually falls asleep thinking about something or other*
Texting
Your
Friend
When
They
Are
In The
Same
Room
As You!
:3
Live your life as you want to, and don't let others stand in your
way.
Being
friends
with your
first
true love
who once
shattered
your heart
is kind
of difficult,
but if
you've
promised
them that
they won't
ever
lose
you as
a friend
and you're
determined
to keep
that promise
then
you'll
be able
to stay
strong,
especially
if you
know that
they do
still
need
you as
a friend
and you
still
love
them and
care about
them,
and are
still close
with them.
Girl in my school: I want a boyfriend like Rolf from The Sound of Music.
Me: Oh really?
Girl: Yeah. A guy who will sneak out late at night with me, kiss me in the rain, dance with me in storms, come to my house for work but really just wants to see my smile, be a bit older than me to be able to care for me but still me close enough to my age to understand my feelings.
Me: and a guy who's a Na.zi.
Girl: Excuse me?
Me: Rolf. He's a Na.zi.
Girl: ...
And we'll all
float
on...
Honestly, I
do hold
in a lot.
When
I'm upset,
I really
don't like
to tell
anyone,
especially
the person
who made
me that
way. No
matter
how much
anyone
asks,
the answer
will
always
be, "I'm
fine."
Even
if it's
not true.
I'm that friend that has to walk
behind the group when the path isn't big enough. I'm that friend
that gets cut off in the conversation. I'm that friend that
doesn't get invited to hang out a lot. I'll always be that
friend.
We used
to talk
for
hours...look
at us
now.
he said 'does he take
care of you? o r co u l d i
E A S I L Y F I L L HIS SHOES?'
