This is pop punk in one picture.
"I’m flattered, but spoken for."
"tea is just leaf water!" "yeah well coffee is just bean water!" wow, it’s. it’s like everything is made of things. this door is just wood rectangle. this poster is just ink paper. this lemonade is just lemon water. wow, it’s like you can combine ingredients to make things that are more enjoyable than the initial parts of the equation. sure is a magical world we live in
I wish there was something about me that was addictive. Something that made me hard to forget or hard to move on from. I hate it when people find it easy to dismiss me for someone else in days. It really takes no effort at all to push me out of the picture when I’m just a side factor.
I feel so proud when friends tell me their parents like me. Like damn right they do, I am a delight.
me? have a boyfriend? no, i try to focus on the more important things in life
like crying over character development
When I said that I cleaned my room, I just meant that I threw everything that was visible into somewhere that wasn’t visible