I wonder if anybody’s actually had feelings for me, like actually got upset or mad over little things I did and got jealous and confused over me and thought about me on a regular basis. I feel like I’m the only person that ever really cares about anyone and that nobody’s ever felt that way for me.

heartcramp:

Look, if you nicely tell me that swearing makes you uncomfortable and you politely ask me not to, I will stop immediately and speak nicer than a nun.

But if you start acting like you’re on some fucking high horse, or telling me that I’m going to Hell for talking the way that I do and you can’t “be around that kind of language” then you can bet your motherfuckin’ ass that I’ll be fucking cussing like a cunt-fuckin’ sailor you maggot-ridden piece of dick.

dextersdaughter:

If I’m extra sarcastic with you it probably means I’m flirting with you or you really annoy me and I can’t handle your shit

Have fun figuring out which

Dude it’s Beacon Hills
― AKA y’all mother fuckers are shit ass secret keepers. Are you serious man. You’ve been bleeding in front of me an inviting me to your weird ass parties and dying all the damn time. No normal teenagers take this much time off school. I hope you realize my best friend was fucking Jackson. Have you met Jackson? Jackson is a subtle as a train wreck on a fucking boat. He turned into a lizard and y’all thought “oh man Danny won’t notice” WHAT DID YOU THINM HAPPENED WHEN I HELPED RECOVER THE FOOTAGE YA DIP SHITS. Do you know who my closest girl friend is? Lydia fucking Martin. Did you think I wouldn’t notice her going crazy? Fuckin Stiles invited me over to his house and was like “this is my cousin Miguel” are you shitting me I realize that this is Derek Hale I watch the news. God fucking dammit guys. (via fuckyeahstydia)