I’m so lonely.
Pity friendships are the worst.
The more people hurt me, the more I want them. How fucked up is that?
All I want is someone who doesn’t mind my shitty taste in music and who will hold my hand in public and who will write me silly love letters sometimes and who wouldn’t mind that I’m not very pretty and who would not get scared off when I get attached and who maybe could fall in love with me.
I couldn’t sleep last night because I couldn’t stop thinking about all the mistakes I’ve made recently.
Is it wrong to start drinking at 11am when it’s not flunk day?
How has my liver survived three of these?
This is missing some vital information
No one understands how excited I am, omg.
The sing along to Halo by Beyonce was the second best part of the night.
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kaliem replied to your photoset: This is Thursday Night Lonely Club ft. Knox…
so amazing omg
Bed cavin’ it
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