damn, so many notesanyway, uh, i’m sorry that the scarf isn’t right along with my shirt which isn’t a shirt at all, it’s a sweater, but whatever (wow that rhymed) so, uh, yeah.
Stop being so cute. Its UNACEPTABLLEEEE!!!
Guys, I’m not sure when this is going to happen, but we’re leavin soon. Sorry. I mean I keep sayin this but now it’s a real possibility. I really love ya. If you really need to contact me, our little secret e-mail is
We still have time for now, but very little, come like, rp and fanguy with us ‘fore we gotta go.
i can’t fucking believe this FUCK YOU
I seriously don’t understand how people like you are allowed on tumblr.
I agree. Saying something like that is RUDE and BEYOND OFFENSIVE.
THINK before you type people.
John - Something that others look up to me for.
Rose - Something about my best friend/s
Dave - Something I’m really proud of
Jade - Something I’ve done impulsively
Dad - Something about my parents
Jane - Something about my grandparents
Jake -A friendship you have royally screwed up.
It may have been days. Or weeks. Possibly months. Or even years. John couldn’t tell anymore. Time passed in a blur, and the only thing keeping him alive was the ticking of the clock on the wall-Tick (you’re alone) Tock (he’s gone) Tick (you’re lonely) Tock (he’s dead)-and the friends you only…