do you ever wanna talk about a thing but you know you already talk about it too much and your friends are sick of hearing about it so instead you just hold it all inside you and constantly feel like you’re gonna burst?
just spent almost a whole paycheck on one direction but that’s ok
i love boys with with really strong accents like irish or scottish. i don’t have a clue what they’re saying. i love it. i hate hearing a coherent boy. i don’t actually care about what you have to say.
not sure what went down tonight but I got home somehow and all I know ss I almost got kissed while intoxicated, had to hold a coworkers hair back and I have 4 cigars and an unopened pack of cigarettes in my purse and this all took place in the parking lot of where I work
i’d punch a guy in the fucking dick for one direction. heck i’d punch a guy in the dick for nothing
is it really too much to ask to just want to spend your life learning things without being tested on them
*comes to meet you at Starbucks 15 minutes late with Starbucks from another location*
this year im thankful for those fine ass white boys in one direction hallelujah praise jesus amen