bumbys:

yep

YES. and then I saw Edward Norton and my entire body aneurysm-ed. 

(Source: electricsheeep)

My friends are the greatest

Friend: Wait, Vicodin isn't addictive.

Me: Yo, it's extremely addictive.

Friend: (nonchalantly/seriously) No it's not. I have some at home and take them all the time.

THE PAST FOUR MONTHS CAN JUST GO AHEAD AND EAT MY FUCKING ASS.
THAT’S RIGHT. I SAID IT. 

Dear Leslie,I have been internet falling in love with you for the past few months. When you come back to Chicago can we hang out like bros? I don’t really know what that means. I have never seen this movie, but I am going to check it out; even though I have a hard time taking Ben Affleck seriously.  Come brack soon.Allison 
bumbys:

“I love you. And not, not in a friendly way, although I think we’re great  friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I’m  sure that’s what you’ll call it. I love you. Very, very simple, very  truly. You are the-the epitome of everything I have ever looked for in  another human being. And I know that you think of me as just a friend,  and crossing that line is-is-is the furthest thing from an option you  would ever consider. But I had to say it. I just, I can’t take this  anymore. I can’t stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I  can’t-I can’t look into your eyes without feeling that-that longing you  only read about in trashy romance novels. I can’t talk to you without  wanting to express my love for everything you are. And I know this will  probably queer our friendship - no pun intended - but I had to say it,  ‘cause I’ve never felt this way before, and I-I don’t care. I like who I  am because of it. And if bringing this to light means we can’t hang out  anymore, then that hurts me. But God, I just, I couldn’t allow another  day to go by without just getting it out there, regardless of the  outcome, which by the look on your face is to be the inevitable  shoot-down. And, you know, I’ll accept that. But I know, I know that  some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there’s a moment of  hesitation, then that means you feel something too. And all I ask,  please, is that you just - you just not dismiss that, and try to dwell  in it for just ten seconds. Alyssa, there isn’t another soul on this  fucking planet who has ever made me half the person I am when I’m with  you, and I would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the  next plateau. Because it is there between you and me. You can’t deny  that. Even if, you know, even if we never talk again after tonight,  please know that I am forever changed because of who you are and what  you’ve meant to me, which - while I do appreciate it - I’d never need a  painting of birds bought at a diner to remind me of.” -Holden

Dear Leslie,
I have been internet falling in love with you for the past few months. When you come back to Chicago can we hang out like bros? I don’t really know what that means. I have never seen this movie, but I am going to check it out; even though I have a hard time taking Ben Affleck seriously.  Come brack soon.
Allison 

bumbys:

“I love you. And not, not in a friendly way, although I think we’re great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I’m sure that’s what you’ll call it. I love you. Very, very simple, very truly. You are the-the epitome of everything I have ever looked for in another human being. And I know that you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is-is-is the furthest thing from an option you would ever consider. But I had to say it. I just, I can’t take this anymore. I can’t stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can’t-I can’t look into your eyes without feeling that-that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can’t talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. And I know this will probably queer our friendship - no pun intended - but I had to say it, ‘cause I’ve never felt this way before, and I-I don’t care. I like who I am because of it. And if bringing this to light means we can’t hang out anymore, then that hurts me. But God, I just, I couldn’t allow another day to go by without just getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look on your face is to be the inevitable shoot-down. And, you know, I’ll accept that. But I know, I know that some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there’s a moment of hesitation, then that means you feel something too. And all I ask, please, is that you just - you just not dismiss that, and try to dwell in it for just ten seconds. Alyssa, there isn’t another soul on this fucking planet who has ever made me half the person I am when I’m with you, and I would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau. Because it is there between you and me. You can’t deny that. Even if, you know, even if we never talk again after tonight, please know that I am forever changed because of who you are and what you’ve meant to me, which - while I do appreciate it - I’d never need a painting of birds bought at a diner to remind me of.” -Holden

“Beggars can’t be choosers.”

“Beggars can’t be choosers.”

Number of times I get hollered at on a daily basis: >0

Number of times I get hollered at when I am not wearing a bra and haven’t showered: ~1 (that squiggly means “around” not “negative.” assholes.)

Anonymous asked
Not only do I like your blog (haha I found it) but I also am OBSESSED with you secretly. Ok here we go.. I got this idea from a Tumblr spam I got once lol.. I think you like me too and you were always too shy to admit it :3 go to crushmatches(dõt)com (wtf it wont let me link regular) and make an account there. Then look up the profile 'gottagetme19' (me obviously) I left body pictures.. if you can guess who I am hit me up and we'll hang soon. You need a C C but its free

Okay, but are you legal?