I will never not reblog this gif set whenever it comes across my dash.
DEAR MY FATHER
Its not really summer unless the radio has found 2-3 songs to overplay the shit out of
I wonder how many stranger’s stories we make it into? You know, maybe someone saw you in passing and told their friends about how pretty the girl in the lavender sweater was. Or maybe they overheard you say a joke and repeated it to their friend, confessing that they heard it from some guy at the store.
I’m always the bad guy. And you always seem to be the victim. Seriously? Build a bridge and get over it.