I wish someone would randomly tell me little facts about myself. Not ones that I have already told them but ones they have picked up by themselves because they care enough to notice the little things I do.
god i want to kiss your face and buy you cute little things and give you my clothes to wear but I also want to take off all your clothes and make you scream into a pillow so your parents don’t wake up do you see my struggle here bc tbh there is none
- age of 8:
oh my god this is so awkward i hate these parts why isn't there just normal dialogue please stop the singing
- age of 18:
PRINCE ALIII FABULOUS HEEE ALI ABABWAAAA
Spoiler alert: adulthood is 96% of you going “well, I hope this is how it works and I’ll keep doing it till someone yells at me”
I think the worst thing about social anxiety is you can feel fine for weeks, months even. But then suddenly it’ll com crashing back down. You’ll feel like nobody ever liked you,like you’re nobody’s first choice, you’ll want to talk to people but be too scared you’re annoying them. But the scariest part by far is you’ll never truly know what anyone thinks of you
If you pull me on your lap there is a 101% chance I’m going to make out with you.
i would advise you to avoid santa
THERE IS SUCH A FUCKING PROBLEM WITH THE EDUCATION SYSTEM WHEN STUDENTS ARE IN TEARS EVERY SINGLE NIGHT AND WAKE UP EVERY SINGLE MORNING WANTING TO THROW UP AT THE THOUGHT OF GETTING OUT OF BED WHILE THINKING THAT THEY’D RATHER BE DEAD THAN GO TO SCHOOL
eleven thousand people can relate to this post. that’s not okay.
25 thousand now and the numbers only rising.