I wonder if you right click and save photos of me you see like I right and click save photos of you
So happy I got to see you and finally get that picture together. For now, that’s enough.
All I ever wanted to be was good enough for you.
Can this shift at work just end now please so I can go home and cry instead of crying in the bathroom at work?
Also making a sports bracket is a lot trickier than I thought it would be.
I just watched the trailer for “Frozen” and now realise that I really need to see the actual film.
Also does anyone does this, stare at the person who you want to text you contact info or conversation thread and scream “TEXT ME, TEXT ME, TEXT ME,” telepathically trying to will them to text you back or is just that me?
Of course it’s always the boys who you don’t want to hear from who text you, and the ones who you’re dying to hear from who never text you. It’s the universe’s way of laughing at you and saying “fuck you, fucker,”
My head is going to fucking fall off thanks to this migraine that has been building all day that hurts so bad that I can’t even see straight.
You know you’re exhausted when you take a 3 hour nap at your desk at work.
you come home today yayayay.
the awful time of when you come crashing down
Sitting here playing with my new SLR camera and in complete awe at the ability of this thing and comparing it to how advanced it is compared to my old one, and also thinking that nowadays everyone can really be a photographer since the camera can essentially do everything you want to do it when it comes to cropping, filtering, colouring etc etc. It makes it so easy, that it makes me sad. I miss film.
forever chasing after that feeling
If I don’t really fucking need it, I ain’t fucking take it.