I notice everything.
And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
when ur eating dinner at your friends house
and their parents start arguing
and you want to ask for the salt
but the salt is right in between their upcoming divorce
DEAD NOOOOOOOO LMFAO!!! OMG this fox.
"let’s be friends" doesn’t mean "try to ease into my panties over time."
most guys never seem to get that….
I can finally accept that I won’t have any male friends.
Shit…they’re on to us Fellas
"after all that we had we act like we had never met"
Reblog if you’d care if I killed myself
i tried to scroll past this but that one reblog just might save somebodies life