irresponsibleeyouth: the trick is to not let people know how really weird you are until its too late for them to back out sorority recruitment in one sentence.
Having the worst dreams lately… Funny how this house does that to me.
skinnyyyboness: Someone told me once that shooting stars are really just angels throwing away their cigarettes before God could catch them smoking
when your best friend is called up for an award or...
Roll across the bed and don’t stop until your skin finds its way to mine.– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
alana-leonie: if you kiss my neck, you can softly hear the sound of my clothes being thrown to the other side of the room.
raptorific: Neville shouted “Oh my God, I’ve killed Harry Potter!” in his fourth year, which means at 14 years old he was already confident that he was more competent than Lord Voldemort
i’m having serious trouble breathing and my anxiety is taking over and i don’t know what the hell i want except for that i know everything is a little stiller in a different bed how am i going to stay here all summer?
Alone and a little embarrassed, I decided to get roaringly drunk.– How to deal with social situations 101, by Nick Carraway (via asangelscanfly)