He is the perfect dude.
I always regret this one thing that happened my freshman year when I was put into a different high-school… only a hand full of people I ‘knew’ (more like acquainted with) went from my middle school and I actually had one of them for class. so we talked… not much, but we talked, and the only time I’d talk to this person outside of class was when I wanted to know what our teacher wanted us to do for homework and looking back I realise how lame that must’ve been.
Idk why but it bothers me. Idk if it’s because I could’ve made a good friend in an awkward environment, or because that’s when I realized I was shifting into this quiet boring lame guy (or had always been) but I just feel bad because of the way I reacted and responded to the situation. But high-school is over and done. oh well.
DO NOT YELL AT ME FOR SAYING SORRY TOO MUCH BECAUSE I WILL ACCIDENTALLY APOLOGIZE EVEN MORE AND SORRY
Neil Gaiman(via tweedarms)