skyhighluv:

I really wanna love somebody
I really wanna dance the night away
I know we’re only half way there                                                               

But you take me all the way, you take me all the way

I really wanna touch somebody
I think about you every single day
I know we’re only half way there

But you take me all the way, you take me all the way

I am so confused?!?!? One minute she seams like she likes me then the next it’s a stab in the back!!! With hash tags of all things!!! WTF!!!! I’m done. Can’t. Done. Donue. Donut. <——- my brain.

I actually had to ask her best friend if she did and she said no, she’s like that to all the guys… -__- great now I can just go away forever.

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

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Psh please, the only other man who lived with me was my father and he moved out 7 years ago. And the current girl living here is going on 2 years now!

And my friends wonder why I have so much estrogen.