January 2011
105 posts
These make me feel ill. BUT MY GOD. I WISH D: →
When the music is more beautiful than I can...
“You know.
You’re such a great person to talk to.
I love how intellectual you are.
Every sentence is another play on words, or a funny ‘different’ word used against the norm.
It’s great to talk to someone who has some brain cells for once.
Rather than the people I used to talk to.
I’m jealous of you. Quite a lot in fact.
It would be amazing to retain...
Right now I can't think of a smell more sweet than...
I need a reason to be here. Why does nothing...
Me - sorry
Iain -why?
Me -oh?
-nothing.
- i guess apologies are much a reflex nowadays
-after all, I'm english
- whatever we're doing we're doimg wrong
- might as well apologise in advance
Time
When I’m up this late -04:00am- at my mothers house, I freeze whenever I hear the house creak, scared she’ll crumble downstairs and look disparagingly at me; “Nina why arent you in bed? turn off the computer.”
It’s strange. In a way I miss it, not having anyone to make sure I get up and do things, Not having anyone to make sure I stop. Living with my father is so...
Tumblr, why am I so alone? Do I smell really bad?...
If you love your unicorn reblog this. One girl...
homofuck:
thepinkjuicebox:
elnectardeldeseo:
feloniousmindofaman:
Not taking any chances
Nope D: I love my unicorn too much.
i love you Mr. sparkles
You know that feeling when your dash is full of...
When it's 1am and people on facebook are saying...
And I’m just sitting here like
you don’t know late until you get a tumblr.
5:09am. at the point now, where even though I'm...
All I want to do is have sex, make art and drink...
but I dont want the sex part. we can swap that for..
