Dear diary, lust has taken over. No matter what else is going on in my life, there’s only one thing allowed inside my head right now, and his name is Finn. And that’s because I kissed him. Well, technically kissed him. Let me explain.
When I look around, I see that everyone’s the protagonist of their own story. And the thing about stories is that not all of them have a happy ending. But some do.
Get To Know Me: [2/5] Favourite TV Shows.
↳ My Mad Fat Diary
“If you are slightly different, if your face doesn’t fit, they judge you and consign you and throw away the fucking key. They never, ever stop to think that they might be wrong, that they are making a mistake. Don’t get me wrong, I haven’t been the victim of a massive miscarriage of justice - I’m not saying that - but I know what it’s like to be stinking judged before people have even bothered to find out what you are about. They have boxed me off into the ugly group even before I have opened my gob. Society is shit.”
“…quiet, kind, special, people come along once in a lifetime.”
I just love how he feels compelled to clarify that he knows he does not have an actual hat on to tip to Sharon.
Rule #1: Always assume the public are idiots
It is my favourite thing.
Shoot Me. Fuck You. Cut! Kickstarter (x)
finn + wolf eyes [as requested by anon]
the perfect man in three layers of clothing
The triple threat; the Henley, plaid and shearling
I have a desperate need to read how each of those layers was removed in Rae’s bedroom later.
love a close up finley’s face on my dashboard, always reblog HD finn
"I have a desperate need to read how each of those layers was removed in Rae’s bedroom later." !!!!!!!!!!!!!!