if you ever feel bad about yourself, just remember this one time in my english class, we were writing horror stories and one of the girls wrote “it was friday the 13th, the night before halloween” for her opening sentence
I miss you, but fuck you.
“Noah: “You wanna dance with me?”
Allie: “Sure. Now?”
Noah: “Mmm Hmm”
Allie: “You’re not supposed to dance in the street.”
Noah: “You are supposed to dance in the street.”
Allie: “Yeah, but we don’t have any music.”
Noah: “Well, we’ll make some… Bum bum bum bum bum bum…”
Allie: “You’re a terrible singer.”
Noah: “I know.”
Allie: “And I like this song.”
— Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook (via kushandwizdom)
be the person you needed when you were younger.
— (via daisy-do)