I really love the fact it’s as if I’m invisible to you now.

I don’t have to over analyze texts, god my phone battery last so much longer because you never text me now.

I don’t have too feel bad focusing on school or theater. Being in school until 5 destroys time we should’ve used to go for coffee.

I don’t get jealous because I’m hardly reminded of your existence. You just disappeared and well fuck, I really don’t feel like trying.

  • Me: BRIGETTE!!! PARLEZ EN FRANCAIS AVEC MOI!!!
  • Brigette: VIVE LE FRANCAIS!!! *stumbles off to get another drink*
  • Me: *lifts Chelsea up by the armpits then slips and drops her head against the toilet* SORRY!
  • Chelsea: Ug, that was PORCELAIN!!!
  • Today I feel like I am beautiful.

    You know what’s kind of beautiful?

    In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”

    I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.

    (Source: timorleste)

    Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.
    ― Joan Crawford (via pirate-bones)
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