January 2012
19 posts
Dear Future Boyfriend,
notestomyfutureboyfriend:
We would make an adorable couple.
Love,
Me
Dear Future Boyfriend,
notestomyfutureboyfriend:
I don’t want to pursue you at all. I want you to pursue me.
Love,
Me
4 tags
Passenger Seat
I roll the window down
And then begin to breathe in
The darkest country road
And the strong scent of evergreen
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home.
Then looking upwards
I strain my eyes and try
To tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home.
“do they collide?”
I ask and you smile.
With my feet...
We were born to die.
Feet don’t fail me now
Take me to the finish line
All my heart, it breaks every step that I take
But I’m hoping that the gates,
They’ll tell me that you’re mine
Walking through the city streets
Is it by mistake or design?
I feel so alone on a Friday night
Can you make it feel like home, if I tell you you’re mine
It’s like I told you honey
Don’t...
unicornprince:
yo, why doesn’t anyone ever ask me out on a date?
December 2011
31 posts
“Many of us are slaves to our minds. Our own mind is our worst enemy. We try to...”
– Sakyong Mipham (via arreter)
OMFG LOL
year is 2392
child: mommy i can't sleep
mother: don't worry child. lay down as i sing you this ancient lullaby, passed on through my family for generations
mother: PARTY ROCK IS IN THE HOUSE TONIGHT EVERYBODY JUST HAVE A GOOD TIME
