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Everyone at my school's idea of a relationship: Someone asks someone "Will you go out with me?" and the other person says yes. They hug in the hallways, hold hands in the morning before the bell rings, and they kiss at lunch. They say "I love you" after two days. The whole school agrees that they are the cutest couple ever and hopes that they will last.
My idea of a relationship: You start talking to each other and is in the "talking stage". One person asks you to go a date with them. You guys go a few more dates. You guys are dating. You guys act like a couple. You hug, you hold hands, you kiss. One person asks you to be their boyfriend/girlfriend. You guys are now officially a couple. You're in one of those relationships where you don't announce it to the whole world but you won't deny it if someone asked. You guys are comfortable around each other, you hang out outside of school. You say "I love you" when the time is right and when you actually mean it. You have a threeway with Satan. You agree that all other mortals are no better than the mud caked to your collective shoes and sacrifice the whole of your school to the Dark Lord as per his request mid-coitus. You rule the charred and ruined remains of your homeland with an iron fist. Together
hawkeyedriza: absolutelydestinysmood: nannajane: in 7 years its going to be the 20s again so we can bring back swing music and the aesthetics of that era but keep modern values who’s with me you can’t repeat the past can’t repeat the past? why, of course you can! of course you can.
sadmale: do you ever feel physically sick because you know you’re not good enough for anybody and you can’t do anything right and you’re too tired to go on
If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces” that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now! Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.
gothicwoadie: “why are you wearing a hoodie it’s 90 degrees out” umm maybe because i’m hardcore? wtf
pizza: how many times is it appropriate to say ‘what’ before you nod and smile because you still didn’t hear what they said
jackingtonoff: if sugar we’re going down doesn’t still get u amped every time u hear it then u ain’t no friend of mine
A poem begins with a lump in the throat.– Robert Frost (via perfect)