What’s this weird fuzzy feeling… I’m smiling all the time… Can’t wait to talk to you… I’m actually happy for the first time in a hell of a long time. It’s almost like… I’m in love.

1. The meaning behind my URL
2. Weakness
3. Why I love my bestfriend
4. Last time I cried and why
5. Piercings I have
6. Favorite Band
7. Biggest turn off(s)
8. Top 5 (insert subject)
9. Tattoos I want
10. Biggest turn on(s)
11. Age
12. Ideas of a perfect date
13. Life goal(s)
14. Piercings I want
15. Relationship status
16. Favorite movie
17. A fact about my life
18. Phobia
19. Middle name
20. Anything you want to ask

(Source: idrising)

life rules

- you are never as awkward as you think you are
- you are never as annoying as you think you are
- you are never as boring as you think you are
- your compliments are never as creepy as you think they are 
- you are way more wanted than you give yourself credit for
- chin up, dude

squirtle-bitches:

Dear ______, 

I ____ you. You have a nice ______. You make me _______.

You should _______. Someday I will ______. You + me = ________. 

If I saw you now I’d __________. I want to ________ you.

I would build a _______ just for you.

If I could sing you any song it would be _________. 

We could __________ under the stars. 

Love, 
_______________ 

( P.S. ______________ )

(Source: vv0lf)

I love being the nice guy in high-school! It’s so rewarding! Said no one ever.

So here I was being told girls like the nice guys. What a load that is hey? Almost 17 years of my life, wasted training myself be the “nice guy”. And here I am, more alone and single than ever, and losing more opportunities to douche bags and jerks that girls find attractive for some reason beyond any logical sense. I’m so sick of it. I’m sick of being alone.