Only the best die young

clutteredseas:

1. A scar?
2. Age?
3. How are you feeling?
4. What did you do last night?
5. The last person to hug you?
6. Favourite word?
7. Opinion on homosexuality?
8. What did you do last weekend?
9. Three most important things in your life?
10. Last time you cried?
11. The last text you received?
12. What makes you feel better when you’re upset?
13. What you look for in a guy/girl
14. What  are you worried about at the moment?
15. What did you have for breakfast?
16. Ever had your heart broken?
17. Countries you’ve been?
18. Last person you texted?
19. Dumbest thing you have ever done?
20. Opinion on drugs/alcohol?
21. Last person to kiss you?
22. Favourite book?
23. Ever dated someone younger than you?
24. Last person you saw?
25. Do you love anyone?
26. Who is your best friend?
27. Three people on tumblr you would like to meet?
28. Where you live, and what you like/dislike about it
29. How many hours of sleep did you get last night?
30. The person you like?
31. Your opinion on dating your ex
32. Ever kissed a stranger?
33. What you want to do with your future
34. Are you happy?
35. Ever been in love?
36. The meaning behind your url
37. Anyone on tumblr you don’t like?
38. A question of your own

saddeer:

i think the only thing worse than liking someone online is when they like you back you feel me

I hate letting them in. I hate sharing all the fucked up shit in my life with someone. They act like they care, they act like they will heal your wounds. They act like they will be there when they won’t. I feel like I’m about to get fucked over again and I’m scared. I’m incredibly scared because i haven’t felt this strongly about someone in a long time, maybe even ever. Maybe that’s why i feel like this but i hope to god that it won’t happen. I hope this is just me being stupid and i hope it’s just me over thinking things. Because overall i am happy with you and people say you’re happy with me. I love to be with you and be in your arms i love laying with you and looking at the sky when we are at the park and watching movies and talking about how we feel and napping. You are just so wonderful and i really really care about you. This is pointless because a.) You’re like 2 1/2 hours away partying all weekend and b.) You don’t even have a tumblr. So never mind.

• i get walked into in the hall: sorry
• i get knocked and drop my books: sorry
• i get pushed against the wall: sorry
• i get pushed down a couple of stairs: sorry
• i get pushed out the window: sorry
• i get run over by a car: sorry
• i get murdered: sorry