As far as I know, Christina hasn’t cried since we got here, but now her face crumples and she lets out a sob that is louder than the river. Another wave hits the wall and the spray coats her body. One of the droplets hits my cheek. Her hands slip again, and this time, one of them falls from the railing, so she’s hanging by four fingertips.
Would I even be strong enough to hold on to her? Would it be worth my effort to try to help her if I know I’m too weak to do any good?
I know what those questions are: excuses.
which character do you think of when you hear,”a total asshole but very hot as well”
do you ever look at your follower count and think wow i tricked all these people into thinking im cool
DAS RIGHT GURL, HE GAY
medusa is a really cool drug, gets you stoned really fast
THE MOST IMPORTANT THING OF YOUR WHOLE ENTIRE LIFE #SPRING BREAK FOREVER BITCHES