What a night. My best friend Sarah won Best Editor at the Film Festival tonight for our film, I won Best Director, and our leads John and Lizzy won Best Actor/Actress. And I finally have a girlfriend. Perfect.
This is the happiest I’ve been in a long time. Tonight was incredible. Help
(500) Days of Summer
I love her smile. I love her hair. I love her knees. I love how she licks her lips before she talks. I love her heart-shaped birthmark on her neck. I love it when she sleeps.
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I hate her crooked teeth. I hate her 1960s haircut. I hate her knobby knees. I hate her cockroach-shaped splotch on her neck. I hate the way she smacks her lips before she talks. I hate the way she sounds when she laughs.
After the 5th one night stand, with the 4th girl, for the 3rd time this month… wrote a poem about how “2” is the loneliest number he has ever known.
(Source: sincerelyhannie)
“But dont tell her you love her if you’re not willing to put in work”
(Source: tiffyrex)
A pair of jumpers on 9/11. I like the idea of holding someones hand as you jump to your death; it’s comforting.
