I am honestly so much more content sitting in my room alone at night smiling and crying to myself as I watch my favorite tv shows, than being out in the uncomfortable situation that involves me pretending to be having the good time of my life with boring people, who don’t know a thing about me, who don’t care about me, who do pointless things.
tyfish1022: Take joy in who you are, we know our wings are flawed.
alisonlivesindangerland: Yes hello I am the biggest bitch on the planet what can I help you with
depressedteenpregnancy: What’s with this whole stereotype that someone who’s pregnant is a slut? Like its not like you get automatically pregnant on your hundredth guy or some shit
bandbutts: If masturbating while stoned isn’t called weed whacking I don’t know how to live my life anymore
quazza: i am reminded that english is a flawed language every time I am forced to use “that that” in a sentence
squareclocks: I fucking hate it when you’re in such a fantastically giddy mood and then you see one simple little thing that makes you think, “oh” and then you just get this empty feeling in your chest and you get nauseous and the world just crumbles and you want to just lay under a blanket and close your eyes and fall asleep and never wake up.