For your ACM consideration.
everybody has that one fictional character that they irrationally adore above all others and will defend to the death and you just get super happy and excited whenever you see their face on your dash
So he calls me up and he’s like, “I still love you”…And I’m like…
I was the girl who didn’t get invited to parties. My friends turned into the girls who stood in the corner and talked about me. But as soon as I picked up a guitar…I literally played until my fingers bled. My mom had to tape them up, and you can imagine how popular that made me: “Look at her fingers. So weird”. But for the first time in my life, those girls could say anything they wanted about me, because I was just going to go home after school and write a song about it.
a message a day keeps the blogger ok
do you ever click on a tracked tag and then forget it’s not your dash and get confused why so many people suddenly care about the same thing
no you don’t understand
their friendship is so important to me (ಥ⌣ಥ)
I’m actually really cute if you don’t look at me