lol I remember in early fall I was like “smoking cigarettes when it’s cold outside is so nice” and now it’s below freezing and I’m a step away from going into stage 3 hypothermia every time I go outside for a smoke fuck this I regret it all
wow I can’t believe I pulled that off. successful sneak out/back in. go me.
trying as hard as I can to patiently wait for 1am. silently slipping out to meet a beautiful boy, pulling up in a piece of shit car. loud music pouring out from speakers behind a haze of cigarette smoke. hungry kisses that turn into bites when we can’t get full off of grazing the skin alone. tangled hair, limbs, and clothes, pulling the seat back and finally giving up and moving to the backseat. laughter and soft smiles. sweat and humidity and perspiration on the windows. creating something altogether separate from reality even though we’re sitting less than fifty feet from home. it’s a teenage classic but it still feels so new.
girls appreciating other girl’s bodies is my favorite thing
Walked out of my new job because they had me working the register my first day there and they fucked up every single food order in the back. Everyone who came in was so angry at me when I wasn’t doing anything wrong. So many angry customers just saying snide shit and being rude. It’s not the fault of the person taking your order. Please don’t take it out on them.
I have a boyfriend and he’s gorgeous and sweet and man fuck I’ve liked him for so long I’m so happy I’m shaking
I just farted really loudly on my deck and some random person yelled “DAMN”
scrolling thru my tagged/me backwards and watching myself slowly become more attractive up until the point I am at now is extremely satisfying
I really wish I had a cool older boy or girlfriend who would pick me up late on school nights and drive me around and explore the backseat with me but instead I’m just blogging and waiting for the house to fall asleep so I can sneak outside for a cigarette
where the hell do you buy good women’s flannel shirts???
tokyo police club lyrics make me cry so hard they’re not even that sad just stuff like “I remember when our voices used to sound the exact same” but that stuff hits so much harder than the lyrics people write that are flat out depressing
it’s that melancholy wistful feeling you know
the weird experience of running across a quote you’ve seen around tumblr for ages and realizing that, when in the context of the story or poem, it actually means something a lot different than people on here take it to mean
girls with long hair who wear beanies and oversized sweatshirts are seriously going to be the death of me