28 7 / 2014
You never know how much they say “Wildcats” in High School Musical til you have to drink everytime they do.
I’m reblogging this not because they say Wildcats a lot but because we’re acting on the assumption that people who are old enough to drink sit around playing drinking games to HSM and that’s beautiful.
SOMEONE DO THIS WITH ME
28 7 / 2014
have you ever stayed up late with someone texting or chatting and known as the hours ticked by that you’d be ridiculously tired in the morning but it didnt matter because it was really fun and totally worth losing sleep over just to laugh with someone and enjoy their company maybe and then the next day you keep tiredly recalling how much fun it was while you’re falling asleep in class and that makes it not so bad that you’re tired anymore
27 7 / 2014
if you tickle me it’s either going to lead to kissing or an extreme act of violence
27 7 / 2014
i remember when i was 14 this kid asked me out and i told him i wasnt allowed to date till i was 16 and he said “i’ll wait.”
two years later he wished me a happy birthday and asked me out
did you say yes
DID YOU SAY YES
23 7 / 2014
I don’t know why I stay up this late. I’m not really even sure what I’m doing right now. This isn’t meant to be artistic. This isn’t meant to be a rant. I just want to type. I want to make something. I want to talk. I want to not feel as though I need to talk all the time. I don’t want to feel sad. I don’t want to feel unloved. I have plenty to be happy about. My life is amazing. If I were happy about all the nice things I have though there wouldn’t be much of a story. Life wouldn’t be fun if I didn’t get upset. I don’t know why I let people hurt me. I don’t know why I hurt myself. I don’t like being single. I like being single. I like being strong. I like being independent. I don’t like being alone. I want someone to be there for me. I don’t want you. You don’t want me. You want me because you can’t have me. I don’t want me. I want someone to want me. I want someone to love me. I don’t like that word. I don’t care what you think. I don’t need you. I don’t want you. I hate that you make me feel special. You make me feel like trash. I don’t need you. I don’t want you.
All of the bad choices I’ve ever made in my life were because I didn’t know how or when to say no.