You know what’s cool? When you try all week to organize a night downtown, and everyone is interested. And then suddenly Friday rolls around and nobody will answer your Facebook post or texts. So you go out with a bunch of people you don’t know. And then you find out from those people that your friends all got together at someone’s house without telling you.
Yeah, that’s pretty cool.
I’m just gonna say it.
I fucking hate my life here and I can’t wait for these three years to be over.
Don’t call me at 1:30 am and tell me all of these things just because you’re drunk and vulnerable. You might not remember it in the morning, but I sure as hell will.
Oh god damn it.
"You do care. You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it."
J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
(Source: larmoyante, via perfect)
I’ve wished on every 11:11 since Sunday that I could get up the courage to kiss you on Friday.
But if you’d just go ahead and do it instead, I wouldn’t complain that I didn’t get my wish.