I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and saw them crying in their bed at night or singing in the shower or humming quietly to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street. And even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think, after seeing them at their most vulnerable, you wouldn’t be able to help falling in love with them.

freakypencils:

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she wears short skirts

i wear tshirts

she’s cheer captain and

i blog all night until my eyes are red and scream when people talk to me first and reach post limit and sit there for 3 hours waiting for it to let up and talk to my cat and tell him he’s a sweetie pie and dress up like a wizard

so call me maybe

I think it stupid when people like whore themselves out for followers… I use tumblr to say shit I don’t wanna say anywhere else. I figure y
the less people who see it the better.