Full on bonding with people that you were only really acquaintances with before and then realising you’re probably only going to see them like twice more before you go to uni…
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This is a song I wrote for the girls ‘cause we’re finishing Sixth Form and stuff and I played it to them at lunch today, but two of them missed it, so I promised I’d record it. It’s not great, but here you go, girls. Love you<3
So the story goes
This was my favourite chapter
And I don’t really know
About happily ever after
But, my friends
I know that this is not the end
We’re leaving here
But you’ll be in my heart forever
I’d just like to say
That these words are true
You’ve helped me through the days
I hope you know I love you
But, my friends
I know that this is not the end
We’re leaving here
But you’ll be in my heart forever
So Lauren wrote the girls and I a song about leaving sixth form and now I’m just a mess. :( But seriously, my best friends are so talented. I’m so glad I know them all <3
utter confusion: Bonnie...
Well, this surprised me.edit: I’m posting this again with tags so that others can read it if they so please… Sorry if this comes up on your dash twice!!
Okay, another long post. In it, I shall explain what I understand about what happened with Bonnie based on what Matt Lang said. It isn’t word for word, and I probably…
TRUE DAT.
(Source: wewhowander, via pantsareunwelcome)
Love when people say things they don’t really mean. Or just shows them to be utter hypocrites.
Dear Meowbert’s Writing Process,
Well. I can see exactly what’s happening here:
1. You had a really terrific idea.
2. You realise it’s actually the worst idea ever.
3. You are disgusted with yourself.
4. Finally, you have A Genuinely Good Idea.
5. You type like a crazed fool.
Honesty, it’s like watching myself in a mirror.
From your friend,
Zoe
giggling lots at this
(via squishfacekitties)
WHEN YOU ARE PETTING ME YOU ARE THE PAW OF A HUMAN BUT WHEN YOU’RE JUST LYING THERE, LITTLE HAND, THEN … THEN YOU ARE FOOD.
I AM GOING TO STALK AND DEVOUR YOU.
All. The. Time.
