Fuck you, beach times with Dalton, I am in love this weekend is perfect.
Fuck you, beach times with Dalton, I am in love this weekend is perfect.
(via dorkiestever)
what their idea of a fun weekend is:
mine:
how they hangout with friends:
how I hangout with friends:
they sleep around:
what I do with my time:
I’m so respectful and good when I’m around adults I’m like:
they’re like:
their mom says “NO”, they react by doing this:
If I did that my mother would do this:
and my mother says I AM OUT OF CONTROL
Oh hai special snowflake, shut the fuck up.
(Source: wejussomemothafuckenkids, via dorkiestever)
(Source: ugh, via dorkiestever)
Dalton’s sleepy, and I think he was honestly getting a little car sick. We were in the car for like two fucking hours and it took FOREVER. But we got pizza on the way and I’m thinking about going out and finding a book store so I can read some feminist stuff while Dalton sleeps. Plus, I need to get more condoms. HOLLA.
Sleepover showery sexiness
DALTON ISN’T FUCKING CALLING ME AND I’M JUST REALLY PISSED AND I’M REALLY UPSET AND I NEED TO FUCKING TALK TO HIM BUT HE WON’T FUCKING CALL I AM SO PISSED, PISSED, PISSED, PISSED. FUCK YOU.
It’s like, I got all my friends back but now Dalton’s all apprehensive and I’m just like “No, please I love youuuu.”