Dear future husband,
Please sing I’ve Just Seen A Face by The Beatles to me when we meet.
Dear future husband,
Please sing I’ve Just Seen A Face by The Beatles to me when we meet.
I really like you and I don’t think you like me back and that makes me really sad.
guys are like freaking rubik’s cubes, latin, and physics all mixed together, how am I suppose to tell if one likes me? good lord…
Let’s listen to the Camp Rock soundtrack, shall we.
walk into the club like HAVE YOU SEEN MY SON
(Source: last-pretence)
Punk Goes 80s though
One winter a man went around my neighborhood collecting cans out of everyone’s recycling on garbage day to get money. My neighbor saved up a ton of cans and put them in a bag and left a note saying Merry Christmas for the man, and it was so sad.
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cAMERON