February 2012
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I am literally the only girl in my maths class now. The end of class was so awkward, they just listed a load of girls they’d fuck. Do I really need to put up with this until at least late May? Shoot me now.
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rememberwhatyourheartisfor:
I really hope I’m not shit at sex.
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I NEED to know the Leeds line-up so I know what my money is going to. Either reading/leeds or escaping from Las Vegas on a day trip to California. Both sound so good, I can’t even.
mariocrass:
zero—:
Instead of working I’m dancing to Rancid.
Wait…I’m dancing to Rancid too :D
Hell yeaaahh! There’s no better way to procrastinate in my opinion!
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Instead of working I’m dancing to Rancid.
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WOOAAHHH, WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO THE TOOL BAR!?
Me no likey
My body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.
– Unrequited Love Poem, Sierra DeMulder (via hypnobate)