It’s 1 am and let me tell you what a perfect hour it is to miss you so much it physically hurts my chest.
you know how when you go to a concert or show of some sort and the person on stage is like “HOW’S EVERYONE DOING TONIGHT?!?!?!?!” and the audience cheers back? why? you’re not answering the question, you’re just yelling. imagine if we did that in daily conversation. “hey jeff, how are ya?” and jeff just starts screaming and clapping in your face
friend-zoning guys is horrible. it is disgusting. funzone them instead. send them to a small childs park so they can cry with the other babies when they dont get what they want.
Don’t lose yourself just because you found somebody.
Oh u love ur mom? Name 3 of her albums
1) I swear to fucking god I have to do everything in this house
2) No it’s okay I’ll do it myself
3) If I have to ask you one more time I’m gonna lose it
you haven’t replied in three minutes what did i do why do you hate me
i may act like i’m sassy but if you’re mean to me there is a 900% chance i’ll cry
steps 2 a slightly happier life
- stay hydrated tell that thirsty shit 2 fuk outta here
- reblog other ppls selfies
- pet dogs or hold cats whatever u are into
- listen to music you like dont waste ur time pretending 2 like shit u arent into
- ask other people about how they’re doing. literally just ask its nice to hear about ppls days believe it or not
- do not tolerate fuck boys if they make you uncomfortable let them know they deserve 2 hear that they aint shit