We met. We became the most important person in the other’s life. We dated for eight months. We broke up after eight months; when our differences finally pulled us apart. We stopped talking. We got on with our new lives. We found new love; none of us are single anymore. We haven’t contacted each other in any way for almost eight more months.
And now, you suddenly like my facebook-status because my friend thinks I should become BUFF!? Where in the holy name of Adam Randal Young did you get air from!? Siriusly, what goes through your mind when you suddenly like a random status like that after EIGHT MONTHS!?
I don’t know why, but this got me… pissed, I guess. And here is the only place where only a few people that I actually know IRL will find out. That’s good.
What I can conclude from this, is that I will never understand boys.
Oh well. Like Gotye sung; You’re just somebody that I used to know.
Benedict Cumberbatch
Can we show this to him?
I SECOND THIS MOTION. WAIT UNTIL IT GETS 485943757947 NOTES AND THEN SEND HIM THE LINK ON TWITTER. SHOW HIM HOW BEAUTIFUL WE ALL THINK HIM.
REBLOG TIL FOREVER!
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
I’m not even sorry.
Just listen.
Don’t be sorry, this is fricking amazing.
‘Jim Moriarty. Hi!’
