May 2013
no matter how close i think i am with someone there’s always someone before me like i’m literally never someone’s first option
tyleroakley:
me flirting: *breathes heavily and favorites your tweet*
greekgogurt:
i wish i was an iceberg because icebergs dont have to go to school or have crushes on people they just float around destroying things
torrescallie:
Arizona Robbins, good man in a storm, cheated on her wife Calliope Torres, during a storm.
The sad moment when you realize how alone you actually are. No one ever messages you first or texts you first or anything. So it gets to the point where you don’t want to put in the effort with people who don’t put in any effort for you, so you end up spending your life at home, never going anywhere.
Sometimes at night I suddenly become aware of all the things I’m missing out on right now, and all the people who I’m not close to anymore, and all of the good times that will never happen again, and all the people who meant the world to me who have forgotten about me forever, and I get this awful feeling that’s kind of like a mix between loneliness and nostalgia.
