I will never understand her love for shoes.

(via suckmysoul)

aurelia-hendrixx:

Considering she’s, like, the Devil’s wife. Now, as much as I want to mope about my home life to someone who’s hardly more than a stranger to me, I think I’ll just leave it at that.

And we can focus the conversation on your screwy love life instead. So, not to be rude or anything, but that does sound pretty stupid and unfortunate and pathetic. Why do you continue to subject yourself to that if you recognise that it’s not good for you, though?

That’s sad.

Unfinished business. We still have things to talk about. It’s unpleasant, but mandatory.

aurelia-hendrixx:

Not really. Considering.

Love? You strike me as someone who would know better than to go falling in love. You know there’s, like, no point, right? Not when you’re young, at least.

Considering what?

I didn’t think I was the type to fall in love either. It was quite stupid of me. And the person I fell in love with is the incarnation of all things horrible. It’s even stupider of me to be still talking to her. How unfortunate. Pathetic, really.

aurelia-hendrixx:

You must have a pretty horrible ex-girlfriend then. Because my mother… Well, let’s just say if murder were legal, I’d’ve rid myself of her a while ago.

Maybe you shouldn’t make girlfriends out of horrible girls.

Well, that’s extreme.

She wasn’t so horrible before. Well, she was, but I guess I didn’t notice. Blinded by love or something like that.

kennedy-brewer:

Oh well, look at you, all pretty… I think you just made my week Rowan. 

I’m happy my life amuses you.

(Source: rowan-flynn)

aurelia-hendrixx:

I swear, sometimes I feel like pitching myself off the Tower Bridge. My mother’s just called for the first time since I left and it was probably one of the worst conversations I’ve ever had. What. A. Bitch.

My ex girlfriend called. I doubt she’s less horrible than your mother.

(Source: fuckyeahrobnben, via sheehanfan)

contravenes:

I envy those who can turn what they see into a perfect masterpiece. I’m more of an abstract artist myself. Shapes and patterns and colours, rather than people and places.

And I envy you because you can act. I’m horrid at it, really. And lying. I’m one of those awful kinds of people who stumbles on their words, makes it really obvious and causes skilled liars to roll their eyes.

I like abstract art. It’s fascinating.

I’m sure you look hilarious when you try to lie. Most people are horrible liars, being able to tell convincing lies isn’t really a good skill to have either.