Gatsby: hey i just met you
Gatsby: and this is crazy
Gatsby: but i'm going to spend most of my life and wealth in an attempt to pursue you for your stunning vapidness and the warped image of yourself created in my mind as a precursor to my eventual fall
Gatsby: so call me maybe

Can’t cope with how porny my dash is getting.

Someone lend me a man, thanks.

basically me at school everyday
me: i hate all of you
me: stop screaming you saw your friend yesterday
me: holy fuck walk faster
me: get smarter idiot
me: maybe if i hit my head on my desk enough times i'll die

sometimes i pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness

(Source: unpublishedwriting)