My track coach use to tell me,
you have to do something eight times
for it to become a habit.
But I swear I only kissed you three times,
yet it feels like a million.
And when things got messy,
and you weren’t here to kiss,
I felt like my entire existence was wrong.
I guess my coach was wrong
because you were a habit,
that I never intended to break.
It’s hard to maintain that military composure when one’s granny is inspecting!
I love how all the others are like ‘It’s the Queen I need to stand straighter and be more professional than I’ve ever been in my entire life’ and William and Harry are just like ‘lol hi Gran!’
I like to think she tries to make them laugh.
Reblogging because SHE’S ACTUALLY SMILING
Also Harry’s face.
this is still the best post on tumblr, forever.
"Nan, stop it! I’m trying to work!"
I cannot stress how accurate this is..
You had me at a point where I would’ve left the entire world behind for you.
I tell myself that I hate you,
for all you’ve done to me,
but if given the chance,
I would run back to you in a heartbeat.
Maybe I didn’t fucking achieve straight A’s, but guess what? I made it to 2014 alive and if that isn’t a fucking achievement then I don’t know what is.
I’m so conflicted. I just want to tell you to leave and never come back but at the same time I want to spend every last second of my life with you. I know I’m hurting you with every word I say. I don’t want to put you through this. I don’t know what to do.
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