My friend and I are looking for one other person to move in with us. Neither of us take ourselves too seriously, we like bad dancing and drinking on weekends, but have fairly sober weekdays. I love cooking, and I can cook some mean veg cooking. We won’t freak out about untidiness, but neither of us are slobs either. We’re also both insufferably nerdy, and enjoy books (one of us is a possible English major in the making, the other just reads for the love), board games and a decent movie.

If you know anyone that would be interested in moving into the Brunswick/Coburg area (we’re also looking at Yarraville), hit me up! Rent would be between $100-$150 a week.

Like, not in a “Oh, I am mad at him, what a poophead, I am spiteful and will try to elevate myself above you by pitying you” kind of way. Like, in a genuine, he has text me and said he misses me, that he doesn’t like her that much, that she’s kind of annoying, and that he wants to fuck me. I haven’t even led him on in the slightest, which is the other strange part.

I so don’t even know what to do. I feel like she should know she she dumps his arse and finds someone way more awesome, but I also don’t feel like it’s my place to interfere with their relationship.

Such an awkward situation.

asimplechoice:

Kimmy played with makeup tonight.
Kimmy remembered why she doesn’t wear makeup. 

GPOY TIMES A MILLION.