the way god has set me up to be the loneliest girl in literally any room group environment or dynamic
and when nobody wakes you up in the morning, nobody waits for you at night, when you can do whatever you want; but what do you call it; freedom or loneliness?
– Charles Bukowski
go girl! give us nothing but eyebrow
how romantic would it be to be lying slowly bleeding to death from several mysterious stab wounds in an abandoned gas station parking lot located along a stretch of a never ending midwestern gravel road surrounded by corn on both sides
Remember when you'd turn on the radio and almost always Poker Face was playing
Back when God was still listening
hey man I found a piece of your soul stuck in the text messages of old friends you don’t speak to anymore. do you want it back
dont be shy Britta say some more
“Hello and welcome to my Tumblr. Here you probably won’t find any basic info about me like my name or what I usually like to do, but you absolutely will find all my deepest darkest secrets and emotions along with my body measurements”
after the conversation about eddie sucking at dating in the truck i'm convinced that when buck finally has his feelings realisation he discovers a new kink for eddie's complete lack of game. it only gets worse when they're officially dating. the first time eddie stammers his way through asking buck on a date, buck is instantly hard. eddie tries to do the yawn move and tweaks his shoulder and buck is in his lap before he can blink. he attempts a striptease and trips over his jeans and buck is on him like a puma in heat. it's an endless feedback loop where as buck gets hornier eddie gets more flustered which only makes buck even hornier.