so driving back from the city yesterday, i get a random text from what appears to be a middle school boy that texted the wrong number.
so does this make me a fucked up individual or
YOU ARE MY FAVORITE PERSON IN THE WORLD
I LITERALLY COULD NOT NOT REBLOG THIS.
I’VE BEEN LAUGHING AT THIS FOR FOREVER.
that feeling of when you’re in a group of friends
but you’re not really in that group of friends