read that, again.
things I need to beat into my brain
That’s the problem with putting others first; you’ve taught them you come second.
I think the saddest thing someone could ever say is ‘please don’t leave me’.
I wonder how many stranger’s stories we make it into? You know, maybe someone saw you in passing and told their friends about how pretty the girl in the lavender sweater was. Or maybe they overheard you say a joke and repeated it to their friend, confessing that they heard it from some guy at the store.
Don’t compare your Chapter 1 to someone else’s Chapter 20.
HOLY FUCK THE NOTES.
HOLY SHIT LOOK AT THE NOTES
reblog EVERY TIME THIS IS ON YOUR DASH .
If you follow me and you don’t reblog this, we’re gonna have a little issue.
I will 500% judge you if you don’t Reblog
can this break the notes already