Happy Birthday, Marilyn. You can hate me. You can refuse to talk to me for whatever reason. You can forget every memory we ever had together, but I won’t. I could never hate you and I could never forget the memories we shared. For a year and a half I had someone like you to call my bestfriend. And now, I’m not even sure if you’re a friend. But, people leave, that’s a part of life. You’re gonna do what you want and as usual I’m gonna support you. I hope your birthday is spectacular. You’re finally seventeen. You’ve been waiting for this. Seize today. Make it count. I love you, Marilyn.
Tumblr Crushes.
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Stephanie: The fact that your old tumblr is still showing up on my tumblr crushes is freaky.
Those other two blogs: How the fuck are they in my tumblr crushes if they’re tumblr’s are deactivated and I haven’t reblogged from either of them in months… This shit doesn’t make sense.
the bitch is sittin’ on the toilet.
The first text message I received today was one of the most interesting things I’ve ever read in my life. She’s so random it’s almost impossible not to love her.
Anywho, this is what I read:
“I honestly love pooping. I think it’s one of my favorite hobbies, tbh. I love sitting here in the post poop & thinking. It’s so calming.”
Look who’s back home with me! :D
I’ve missed Filipe sooooo much!
Marilyn, don’t you ever keep him at your house for so long ever again.
Hahaha. This is totally me and Lauren!
Hahaha. This is totally me and Marilyn!
(Source: amizzle41, via justcallmelhead)
