I don't follow. I stalk.
“Click here for more hipster on your dash!”
Click here for my foot up your ass.
(Source: justalittlelaugh, via wonderlandisdead)
Probably being forced to go see the Dictator.
At least Jay will be with me, or I might wring a neck.
Suggest people for me to follow. People that will follow me back.
There’s always that person who’s life seems like its perfect.
And as an optimist I always say to myself, “One day, my life will be like that.” But truly, as an optimist, I’m really thinking ‘I will succeed in finding every way to make your life not perfect and find all your flaws, just because I’m bitter’. The glass isn’t half full bitch; its in your face.
