Browsing tumblr on my phone and my store manager see porn on my dash. *facepalm*
Usher, apparently. Every song on the radio. And it kills me. Please just get out of my life now. Get out of my heart. I’m ready to move on, and I am. I love being single, I love being me. But every day you come out of no where and pull me back.
And I’m glad you’re staying away. I’m glad I haven’t heard a word. I don’t want to hear anything. None of this is your fault, but if I have to hate you, I hope you can forgive me.
I can’t be in love with you anymore. You’re gone now. I’ve accepted that. Legitimately accepted it. But these little pangs throughout the day are killing me.
i just realized that the moving pictures in harry potter are gifs
Le hungover
Spike