i am 0% the person i was three years ago and i would probably get in a fight with 2011 me
I’m so fucking weird
I’m the nicest rude person you’ll ever meet.
I don’t give a fuck about anything but at the same time, I care about a lot.
I hate people but I want to be everyone’s friend.
I hate myself but I’m completely fabulous.
I need help.
You either like me or you don’t. It took me twenty-something years to learn how to love myself, I don’t have that kinda time to convince somebody else.
imagine right before you fall asleep you get to see previews to 3 dreams and then you get to decide which dream you want for that night.
how to tell i am comfortable talking to you:
- i say things that make zero sense
- i say the random things that come to mind
- i act like a complete idiot when talking to you
- i use dumb emoticons
when someone cries because you said something nice to them, they’re someone who you need to protect because they haven’t seen enough kindness in the world.
Everything you love is here
I usually solve my problems by letting them devour me.
I just want someone who will kiss me when I’m mad and lets me cry in front of them and buys me pizza and watches scary movies with me and holds my hand real tight even if it’s sweaty and thinks I’m beautiful no matter what I look like and lets me steal their sweaters so I can sleep with their smell on my skin and who laughs at the same things I do and just never lets me go, no matter how hard I try to push them away.
a strip club but instead of naked women its cute dogs that you give dog treats to for them to do tricks
maybe Jesus was gay the whole time and was actually saying “ah, men”
STOP I SHOULD NOT BE LAUGHING
Fuck I’m walking downtown and I pass a group of guys staring at me and I think “great catcall time” but then one guy goes “you look like you could kill a man a million different ways with just your bare hands”. This. This is an acceptable comment to give a girl on the street.