
me: hey I just met you and-
me: why are you walking away

I don’t get it. You like me, I like you. We have such a good time together yet you refuse to be with me. I’m tired of the mixed signals and the mind games. Either you’re with me or you’re not, just make up your mind already.

friend: there's nothing worse than death
me: final seasons
me: post-concert depression
me: when there's no food
me: fictional characters dying
me: hipsters blogs
me: cry over bands
me: your crush asks someone else out
me: no wi-fi
friend: ....
me: when porn appears on your dash while someone is behind you
