But looking at it objectively, realistically I—I’d say that I still love you. And I’m kinda afraid I won’t ever really stop—loving you.
“Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up, so that they can feel this way, too.”
– Lemony Snicket (via cherryfig)
JUST WANT SEPTEMBER TO HURRY UP NOW.
Now I’ve got a house, everything seems really real and I’m hyped to move away.
me:
wow could my thighs get any bigger
*sits down*
me: apparently yes
*sits down*
me: apparently yes
