help me god. ok bye
How so i get over the trauma others inflicted on me
by asking yourself those questions and not strangers who can mould your soft little brain online
sometimes i plug my textposts into twitter to see how many ppl have copied and pasted them. not for callouts or anything geeky. just fascinated by the fabrication of a personality.
This is such an Aries flex
let me live
i'm psychic btw i saw all this coming i just didn't say anything
i'm shy :/
there can't be that many five letter words.
North American Purgatory, Marc Trujillo
oh my…. god
It’s 7:23. It’s June. It’s 65 degrees. You just got off work. You’ve got a few errands to run.
Emery Lord, The Start of Me and You
love relationships between fictional ppl over 50. you skip all that teenage hormonal shit and go straight to what counts: war crimes and making each other worse
when my raspberries have started to mold after 2 days
this is so fucking funny
people with social anxiety hyping each other up like omg yes queen you’re looking very passive and unremarkable. i wouldnt spare you a second glance on the street
bitches get out of kpop and start reblogging ugly tv men. girl what about jaehyun
*steps one degree of separation outside my normal tumblr orbit* oh wow you people are all out of your minds
women need to start screaming and shouting in their music again I can't take this whispery shit anymore