We're falling apart to halftime...

I'm Jeff. I'm eighteen years old and I'm a trainwreck.
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Nick: Is that bad?
Jeff: I don't really know.
posted Jul 24, 2014 at 5:42 from asknickwarbler with 11 notes
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Nick: Honestly, I never really told her that we stopped being engaged in the first place.
Jeff: Oh, okay.

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Nick: She always liked you. She always made you weird sandwiches when you wanted them. I mean, sure, she liked you a little less when we got together, but I think she's over that now.
Jeff: I mean, we got engaged, and then I called it off, and now we're engaged again. I guess I thought maybe she'd think I'm stringing you along.

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Nick: It's more so Lewis can see me.
Nick: But she likes you.
Jeff: Really? I didn't think she would.

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Nick: I'm gonna skype with my mom later. Wanna say hi?
Jeff: I guess if she wants to talk to me.

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Nick: You're my favorite.
Jeff: You're cute.

I wish I knew why I’m so tired today. I might just stay in bed.

asknickwarbler:

I guess you must be rubbing off.

You’ve always been adorable.

asknickwarbler:

Yeah, I do. That’s what makes everything so perfect.

You’re adorable.