My dad almost never texts me back anymore and I feel like I’ve lost my best friend.
stop breathin’, stop breathin’, breathin’ for me now
write it on a postcard, dad they broke me
dad they broke me, stop breathin’
If I could score someone half as cute as Rhett Miller I’d be content for the rest of my life. That man is adorable inside and out. Even when he sings about getting drunk and fucking. Especially when he sings about getting drunk and fucking.
—You Were Right
You Were Right ~ Built To Spill
As far as I am concerned September 2014 never happened.
It is possible to have an opinion without being a fucking asshole. Try it some time.
Anonymous asked: you're the prettiest girl
Don’t know when this was sent, but hey, thanks!
I want pen pals. Be my pen pal. I’ll send you drunk letters and maybe a sober one from time to time.
Drinking alone in my pajamas at noon on a Sunday because what the fuck else am I supposed to do?
Stopped bein cute a long time ago.
Vacation taught me how profoundly unhappy I am with my daily routine life. Contentment smells like hotel rooms and Irish Pubs.