“No matter what happens, we will never be the same”—I miss talking to you… and no, i’m not saying i miss our relationship. But i miss our conversations. You were a really good friend and fun person to talk to. You knew how to keep my head up and you were so dedicated to do so. I miss your support, advice, friendship, laugh, randomness—everything that drew a smile on my face. Now that i’ve lost that bond with you, i have lost a boyfriend, a brother, and a best friend. These damn memories. Stupid freshman… Lesson learned. Guilt kills (via kissyfaceee)
why does it feel weird being single? why does it feel good having someone next to you or there wanting to talk to you? both having a great time with every moment spent together. is this what love does to people? is that what love has done to me. is this bad? be honest.
soo the cable control in my room and my brothers room is the same one. and i took my cable control and wont let my brother change the channel on my tv, so he let the room. then he came back with a remote from his room and changed the channel in my room. and i used my remote to change it back to my…
wowzers, haha i did’t know that was possible. but credit to your brother, smart move.