Jesus fuck I’m super jittery and short of breath and Im in a really hot room. I’m going crazy
That moment you think: One text too much? Why don’t you reply? Please, I need to know why. Maybe he’s working. Maybe he’s sleeping. Maybe he’s taking my heart for the keeping. Maybe he just hasn’t looked at the phone. I’m just a girl, oh how would I know. But he doesn’t know that Im sad every night. Long-awaited phone calls seem to make it...
bitcorn: just saw a guy wearing a nirvana t-shirt lmfao i bet cant even name three noble truths of buddhism
chekhov: In health class we were given sheets of paper and told to write a message we would want someone of the opposite sex to know She read some examples The girls were like: “Hey can you please not treat me like shit” The boys were like: “Spray tans look ugly I hate when girls wear too much makeup and don’t lead me on.”
i can’t stop laughing fuck
slydig: tsarbucks: slydig: dont be mean be median or mode damn math fandom bloggers
I’d probably do any drug in the world right now so that I didn’t have to feel so helpless. I want to talk to the guy I like about it but I’m so scared. I don’t want to bother anyone with my stupid little life, but I just want to be held and told it’s all going to get better, but unless I become a fucking super hero, it’s not. that’s the harsh reality and...