Hey, if you accidentally call a guy “daddy” in conversation, just save yourself by adding “-o” to the end and slick your hair back like a 1950’s greaser. And throw on your sick-ass leather jacket
Your thirst is hidden and now you’re the coolest dude in school
Dear diary, it was a Saturday, the 3rd of September, that the world as I had known was forever doomed. The shadows that had sheltered me were banished by the blinding light of scrunity. I knew I was about to enter the gates of hell.
"It was my birthday. Damon and I spent the entire summer looking for Stefan. And I was trying put on a good face because Caroline was throwing this party for me but I was just so sad. That was two seconds from deciding I wasn’t gonna go, I was gonna leave the room, until Damon walked in to give my birthday gift. It was the necklace the Stefan had given me. I’d lost it, but Damon knew what that necklace meant to me. What it meant about my feelings for Stefan even though he loved me, he gave me the one thing that represented hope for me and his brother. I knew how much it hurt him. But he did it. It was the most selfless he was ever been. And in that moment I loved him. I didn’t want to. It terrified me. But for that moment I loved him.”