friend: there's nothing worse than death
me: final seasons
me: post-concert depression
me: when there's no food
me: fictional characters dying
me: hipsters blogs
me: your crush asks someone else out
me: no wi-fi
me: crocs
me: auto play on blogs
friend:
me: when porn appears on your dash while someone is behind you
*romantically climbs onto your balcony, to ask for the wifi password.*
(Source: woekemwlsldksnskfkw, via dreamlessinearlygravesss)
does anyone else feel Olivia would never wear those boots on the job? For some reason I’m overly annoyed at this.
(Source: dare-2-dream, via joyful-mariska)
