March 2012
When my friend texts: I see you
whatshouldwecallme:
Hello, Thursday.
Disco nails, evil eye and cross bracelet that my cousins mailed me from Greece, and somewhat of my Palm Beach tan. I need a drink asap… 8 hours till there’s basically an IV of vodka flowing through my body. Ciaociao
Anonymous asked: <p>Hey! You wouldn’t happen to have a gif of the scene where Dwight and Isabel are walking around and Isabel walks off screen and Dwight looks to his left and jumps when he realizes Angela was there? I think it’s from the episode Happy Hour</p>
The more I tell myself you mean nothing to me what so ever, the more my feelings grow. I sometimes wish I was with my ex because I was comfortable with those feelings, I knew what they meant. I don’t know what these mean cause I’m constantly suppressing them. This is no longer black and white, it’s a shade of grey. And that’s what scares me the most. The way you make me...
Looking in the mirror when you're drunk and trying...
whatshouldwecallme:
When you suddenly remember that you texted your ex...
whatshouldwecallme:
My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room.
One of those days. Rain and gloom makes me want to stay snuggled in bed, watch a depressing movie, and listen to John Mayer rather than go to spanish and religion. Been in a good, but weird mood lately. I don’t think my feelings are going anywhere.
How dare you say it’s nothing to me, baby you’re the only light I ever saw.
“Happiness is like a butterfly; the more you chase it, the more it will elude...”
