We're falling apart to halftime...

I'm Jeff. I'm eighteen years old and I'm a trainwreck.
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asknickwarbler:

Okay. I made a fort. Well, I made the room fort-ier than it already was.

Okay. I’ll get Nala.

asknickwarbler:

Sorry. Anyway, you should come lay with me. We can watch disney movies and eat popcorn.

Maybe not the popcorn, but okay.

asknickwarbler:

It’s okay. I mean, that’s why you’re talking to that guy, right?

I guess..

asknickwarbler:

Well, you’re sweet, but I don’t think it’s particularly healthy to think about it like that. You should do stuff for you, not for me.

I’m sorry..

asknickwarbler:

Completely untrue. You’re amazing, and you were amazing before we even met.

I probably wouldn’t be around if it weren’t for you, Nick. You give me meaning. You make everything worth it.

asknickwarbler:

I really love you, too. And Nala.

I really would be nothing without you.

asknickwarbler:

Me too. 

I really love you.

asknickwarbler:

Well, it would really suck if she was all alone.

I’d miss her a lot.

asknickwarbler:

So are you.

Thinking of Nala like that is very cute.

asknickwarbler:

Good, we can’t leave her at Christmas.

You’re cute.