mom i heard you were talking shit
It’s all fun and games until you find out the 16 year old in your favourite TV show is 28 in real life.
there are approximately 1,013,913 words in the english language but i could never string any of them together to explain how much i want to hit you with a chair.
writing “sorry” at the bottom of your math test
"I still remember that night in August
when we sat on my front porch eating raspberries,
you told me you’d give me the moon,
and I laughed and laughed
until my stomach ached
before telling you
‘But maybe I don’t want the moon!’
And you looked at me
like I was a lunatic
because what kind of pretentious,
self proclaimed girl
wouldn’t want a boy like you
to give her the moon?
So we decided you’d give me Jupiter instead.
And that’s why I loved you.
I loved you because
you treated all of my stupid
like fine liquid gold.
I loved you because I knew
you could easily be sitting
on the front porch of some
other beautiful girls house,
perhaps a girl with lovely dark eyes
and carmel colored hair
and you could offer her the moon
and her eyes would melt
into a pool of stars below your feet,
but you weren’t.
Because you didn’t want her,
you wanted me.
In all of my odd shades of violet.
And I loved you for it.
I really did."
- Abbie Nielsen (via passionandcoffeestains)
wait a minute this isn’t my homework
this is tumblr
how did this happen