“come on speed dial, get up off your ass and go next door if you’re lonely. why don’t you do something with your life speed dial”
for me, putting a song on repeat is a bad sign. it means brain ruts.
even if it’s “Radioactive.”
I was freaked out when I got back to my apartment today because my phone wasn’t on the toilet tank where I left it and I decided someone was in the house and moved my phone and MURDER MOST FOUL.
Turned out I had just dropped it onto the giant pile of printed out fanfiction I keep by the bath.
my favorite* Tumblr personality, ladies and gentlemen