Basically, I fucked up. There’s a chance that the person I fucked up with is reading this, and I know we said we wouldn’t mention it again, and this is the last time, but I’m sorry.
I don’t want to delete because there’s two years of memories on this blog, but I can’t keep on using it any more. I’m making some posts private so they can’t be seen and I’m deleting a few that I’m really not happy with. So to the few people who actually ever read the stuff I posted on here, bye, and thanks, in an odd way, for helping and, you know.
I still have a tumblr, my personal which I never used and probably won’t all that much from now anyway. I’ll refollow people that I want to/think its appropriate to (i.e. if i know you in real life, I’m sorry but I’m cutting you off, we’ll have to facebook).
Bye,
Farrah :) x
ATTENTION INTERNET: THIS IS A PENGUIN BEING TICKLED.
GODDAMMIT FUCK THIS IS THE GREATEST THING I’VE EVER HEARD.
INTERNET GOLD.
this made my day :)
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well thats disgucting.
INNER FEMINIST GETTING RILED brb
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Anonymous asked: But I mean before then. You had this cute back and forth on here it was just...ugh cute.
You ever think maybe you could get together. I dunno. Maybe you're each others ideal person but you're seeing it as just friends ;) hahaha
I'm sorry. It's creepy. But I think it's cute
it is creepy yes, but i guess its kinda cute :) were strictly friend with benefits <3
“…And it doesn’t matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends… you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he’ll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you’ll go somewhere new. And you’ll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade.”
hope!
so much love for the guy in the pink shirt.
the guy in pink looks like my dad
the guy in pink is my dad
id love to go and heckle these people. I know they have their beliefs and I have mine, but I’d really really love to come up with loads of witty stuff to shout.
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Guys I think I’ve reached a turning point. He’s just popped up on chat, and instead of a mad rush of affection, I’m just chilled.
Anonymous asked: But you just seem so cute with your flirting and days out and stuff. I dunno. Would be cute together I think.
flirting! days out! ha i saw him for the first time in months today!
i do love chris but hes a friend :)
