a foot fetishist told me my feet were weird at a party once. do you know how humiliating it is to have your feelings hurt by the foot dude
imagine like. getting married and then moving into your home together. going to bed bath and beyond. getting a nice toaster. ah, love. one day…..
i’m always too much for everyone. i wish i could just be myself around someone without everyone just getting exhausted from me. i’m just such an exhausting person. i can’t get close to anyone. people get to know me when i’m depressed and they decide i’m ok because i’m so meek and sad but once i’m happy everyone leaves because i’m just too much. sometimes i wish i was just not here. why am i the way i am
Everyone mourns differently.
Hands down my favorite part of Night At The Museum is that it’s low key the plot of The Mummy (1999) but like, chill.
Like Rami Malek’s character isn’t like a mannequin come to life like the rest of them. He’s 100% a 3000 year old reanimated corpse. And everyone’s just fine with it.
He could just take the tablet and fully walk out of the museum and just live his life but he’s a bro and would rather be a glorified docent.
you can actually pinpoint the moment when he realizes he’s made a huge mistake
I return from the war
hey thots its been years but im back I guess. Should I become an e girl
sorry but if your bed isn’t against at least one wall you’re not valid