

I had the Best Intentions
'Hello, I'm Soph. I wish my cats would pull a crazy face so that I could laugh forever and ever. YMAS WATIC TBO LUV U BBZ' - Wrote by Jodie ( http://amazing-charlie-isnotonfire.tumblr.com/ )
Pretty much sums me up - go look at my 'Moi' bit for more stuff.
Aw aw Sophie, also known as Sophina, is the pineapple to my Max (Not that I hold her to my crotch, I just mean we're close.) She is amazing, she is beautiful beyond words, she changes her hair colour a lot and she has an pretty freaking awesome blog.
Sophina likes cats and she likes Max Helyer and Sean Smith probably more than she should. FOLLOW HER OR PATRICK STAR WILL EAT YOUR FANGIRL DREAM BANDGUY. - Aimee x3
“you’re just missing a concert” they said
“it’s not like it’s a big deal” they said
“it’s just a band” they said
“what are you doing with that axe” they said
Fandoms are special. We squeal, freak out, and cry together. One day in the future, you might just be working in your 9-to-5 office, lazing away the day. Something will spark in your memory, and you’ll type in that familiar URL. The blogs you never unfollowed will be untouched and pristine on your dash. Many of your friends have grown up as well, but you still can’t help but look at all the people you used to talk to all those years ago. Things will come flooding back, and you’ll remember those years spent on your computer, laughing and yelling and agreeing as people just went crazy. You’ll remember those nights you spent up all night with your friend, talking about the traits of a certain character, or how great it would be if this or that happened. You’ll recall those awesome blogs you always admired. You’ll feel a brief moment of nostalgia. You’ll click back to your dash- it’s empty now. Without a moment’s hesitation, you’ll go and type out, “Hey, is anyone out there?”, and just like all those years ago, you’ll eagerly await a response.
[crying.]
This.
Wow I just got really sad? Like honestly?
Oh man, I could lose any of you any day and it seriously kills me, some of you are my closest friends. The thought of just, not talking to some of you ever again seriously tears a hole through me
(Source: ironinkpen, via suckonthatlemon)
- Me: Mom...Dad. I've decided to live on my own from now on.
- Parents: Ok, cool.
- Me: Your luggage is outside
STOP SCROLLING.
you have a nice butt
OKAY. CONTINUE.
(Source: dirty-purple-suit, via imjustalone)














