do you ever use a particular pen or pencil in school a lot and you start getting emotionally attached to it and then you lose it and it’s just another reason to be sad during school
ALL THE TIME
sometimes i pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness
(Source: unpublishedwriting)
when it’s like late at night, and you’re downstairs and then start walking back upstairs, do you ever just start like sprinting for your fucking life?
