Dear girls: Boys are not going to run to your house at 3am with flowers. They aren't going to scream that they love you down the hallway. They aren't always going to randomly text you to tell you how beautiful you are. They probably aren't going to sing and dance with you in the rain. Yes, they cheat and lie, some of them. But so do girls. Stop setting these high fucking expectations and get over the fact that they're not perfect, and neither are you.
“My laptop? Yes of course I’ll just go and get it! hahaha it’s totally fine nothing to see hehaha”
On the inside:
“ABORT ABORT LOG OFF TUMBLR LOG OFF TWITTER DELETE HISTORY OH MY FUCKING GOD LOOK AT THAT NC-17 FIC JUST SITTING OPEN IN A TAG WHAT THE FUCK SELF STOP LIVING DANGEROUSLY, CCLEANER OUT YOU COME DELETE ALL THOSE FILES GO GO GO OK OPEN GOOGLE OPEN BBC NEWS OPEN FUCKING GAMES.COM OR SOMETHING OK THIS LOOKS NICE AND INNOCENT HERE YOU GO MOTHER”
While she uses the laptop:
“I’ve fucking forgotten something I know it any minute now she’s gonna click on a fic or something oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck”