December 2010
306 posts
So, this is basically what New Year's is like.
thisnigguhjordan:
It’s 11:59PM on December 31, 2010.
It’s 12AM on January 1.
Ten minutes later, realize nothing has changed.
Nothing amazing happens just because it’s not 2010 anymore. It’s still just another day.
=.=”
reblog if you've done something your parents still...
and they won’t find out either.
agreed.
I feel like everyone's getting tumblrs now just to...
when sleeping, otters hold hands so they don't...
this has to be the cutest thing i’ve ever heard of.
So precious <3
:’)
I always feel like I'm not pretty enough , i'm not...
Jealous and paranoid, yes.
alyaae:
When some bitch posted on his wall and I’m like
So I check on the bitch’s profile. Her wall, info, pictures, etc.
Then I realized I’m prettier than her and I’m like
When you ask permission from your parents..
geniiloveshellokitty:
katyxoxox:
You’re like,
Then they turn their attention to you all like,
So you start off all like,
Then they say no and be all,
And you’re shocked like this,
Then they’re just like,
So you negotiate and be all,
So they allow you all like this,
Then they leave and you’re just like
Walking down the street listening to music through...
Trying not to be like this in the middle of the street
Just walking along, in your head you’re like
You start singing quietly out loud like
Somebody sees you and looks at you like
And you’re just like
:
There's a Taylor Swift song for that. →
Love Story - You and him like each other but you aren’t allowed to date
The Way I Loved You - You love your new boyfriend, but you can’t get over how things were with your old one
Invisible - You like him but he likes her, and she’ll never like him, and you do
Fifteen - You believed everything he said, and now you realize that young love doesn’t last
Should’ve Said No - He cheated on you,...
i actually dont even really want a boyfriend right...
I find babies so, so, so, adorable
alyaae:
and whenever I see one, I’m just like:
“It’s so cute!”
and then it looks back at me like:
and so I smile at it:
and then the parent looks at me like I’m some creep, like:
