February 2012
onequibbler:
why cant I live in the UK where there is good television and the birthplace of so many attractive people
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this is what I imagine...
butterfliessplitthesky:
maurainamsterdam:
Le me, out for a run in London, (where I will hopefully move to in the future)
Le Guy Berryman also out for a run
Le Guy Berryman and I awkwardly end up next to each other, but I don’t notice cause I’m in the fucking zone and listening to his wonderful bass skills on my ipod really loud
Le Guy can hear my ipod
Le Guy: “Nice taste in music”
Le Me:
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attractive boy: hi i'm famous
attractive boy: hi i'm gay
attractive boy: hi i'm a douchebag
attractive boy: hi i'm twice your age
attractive boy: hi i have a girlfriend
attractive boy: hi i'm fictional
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Hey welcome fellow coldplayer!! :D!
((I guess))
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I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad I got sunshine, in a bag I’m useless, but not for long The future is coming on It’s coming on It’s coming on It’s coming on
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wholockiankpoper:
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thesherlockedboffin:
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Chris...
fuckyeahimacupcake:
WITH ALL RESPECT.
chrismartins-hardest-part:
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
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PENCIL: You know, I'm really sorry.
ERASER: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
PENCIL: I'm sorry, 'couse you get hurt because of me. Whenever I make a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller every time.
ERASER: That's true, but i don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though, one of these days, I know I'll be gone and you have to replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.
random blogger reading this: what
me: OTP
Mãe: O que há de errado?
Minha mente: Eu costumava ser tão bom na escola, mas eu não sou mais.
Minha mente: As pessoas que chamo de amigos, não são meus amigos reais.
Minha mente: Eu estou constantemente se sentindo sozinho.
Minha mente: Eu estou começando a me olhar diferente.
Minha mente: Nada é mais a mesma coisa.
Minha mente: Eu sinto que vou falhar em alguma coisa que eu tento fazer.
Minha mente: Eu não tenho comido muito e eu estou com fome o tempo todo.
Minha mente: Eu sinto que ninguém se preocupa comigo.
Minha mente: Eu só quero dormir o dia todo e nunca mais acordar.
Eu: Oh nada, eu estou bem.
Guy Berryman: hi, i'm Guy Berryman and i'm here to ruin your life with my extreme sexiness talent and perfection
me: ok