So remember when I showed you that duck video on skype and I was really scared and you didn’t believe that the ducks were real and you said I’d just got a random video of some duck on a driveway and edited my voice and chelsea’s face into it so I came home one day and it was there and I was like ‘THIS IS MY CHANCE’ so I wapped out my camera and started talking to it really fast alone in my room before the ducks could leave then my sister was like ‘Jessie what’ and I was like ‘DucksCiarakdhg’ and she was like ‘….’ yea’ well this happened
Hey remember when there were ducks trying to get my soul that lived on my driveway btw I’m sorry I’m on your account but really once you see your facebook you won’t care that I’ve been on your tumblr ok I love you «3
Completely and utterly. :) Oh well, guess there’s always each other and cats and food.
omfg yes amen. cats and food and sleep >
(Source: adv-nturous, via my--k0nstantine)
I’ve made it a habit of mine to, instead of signing things with my name [cause I hate my name], ending all my notes and such with ‘∞’
All of a sudden, I have some sort of fascination with this.
…Just felt like telling you:’)
∞
everytime i shave my legs i go ‘MY LEGS ARE SOFT STROKE ME’ and i force people to stroke my legs
is that weird
I don’t have trust issues. I’m just extremely careful as to who I trust and with what I trust them. Years of torment have caused me to build up walls, okay. It’s not like I do this on purpose. I just don’t like showing my emotions. Showing emotion means being vulnerable, and I don’t like being vulnerable. It means you’re opening up, and opening up is just like inviting people in to abuse you and fuck you over. Showing emotion means putting yourself up to get hurt. This is why I don’t trust people easily, this is why I’ve built up walls. I’m sorry.
(via dontblowitatl)
(Source: heyrainbows, via the-world-is-falling-apart)
