I’m thankful for all the different ways I can eat potatoes
mark hoppus’ fatherly relationship with every big name pop punk band makes me smile
I’m finding myself not remembering a lot of things that I swore I’d never forget. I wish there was a way to recover lost memories like I really really do
I think one of the saddest things is when two people really get to know each other: their secrets, their fears, their favourite things, what they love, what they hate, literally everything, and then they go back to being strangers. It’s like you have to walk past them and pretend like you never knew them, never even talked to them before, when really, you know everything about them.