you’re not much more than a child

drumbeat-heart:

Don’t we all Alanna? Don’t we all?

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dean-or-alive:

In leaving cert we don’t say “I love you” we say “best of luck” which roughly translates to “I fucking hope you don’t get enough points for jam making or fucking basket weaving, ye contrary bastard.” And I think that’s rather beautiful.

I will have a serious case of “Woooo, you only get one life let’s live it to the max” every few months but then I end up crying over fictional characters on my own.

Guys I’m watching Perks and thinking of how I’m graduating and this story is emotional enough without me now relating to the sadness of leaving all my friends and my soul is dying send help.