I wonder if anybody’s actually had feelings for me, like actually got upset or mad over little things I did and got jealous and confused over me and thought about me on a regular basis. I feel like I’m the only person that ever really cares about anyone and that nobody’s ever felt that way for me.
Writing isn’t the same as speaking, I struggle with conversation
Alex Turner (via yosame)
Do you ever catch yourself thinking rude things about someone or judging them and you’re like “hey stop that, that’s not nice don’t u do that”
whenever somebody says like “so what did you do today?” just look off into the distance and say “the right thing”
I think I’m going to write a book called “‘Four Hours Is Definitely Enough Sleep’ And Other Lies I Tell Myself”
if i’m ever rich i’m gonna always leave huge tips, like 200%. that’s like the dream. having enough money to give some waitress 40 bucks extra just because she’s nice.
you don’t realise how much tumblr has changed your view on things until you spend time with friends who don’t have tumblr and they say something and you’re just like
- person: so what music are you into?
- me: are you sure you're ready for this conversation
do you ever get anxiety bc your room is so messy but ur just too damn lazy to clean it
i feel like 94% of american history is people complaining about taxes
For some reason i read this as american horror story and i was like um did i misunderstand the dialogue in that show or something
Totally me but thankfully I’m not popular enough for the staff to notice