i basically assume that people don’t like me unless they explicitly tell me they like me and then periodically remind me
*asks someone a personal question via text*
*throws phone across the room*
i used to be so picky about what i post and reblog but it’s just slowly deteriorated into a state of “why not”
I’m stuck between wanting to be an adult, accomplishing a lot, and contributing a lot to society and lying on my floor, ignoring my responsibilities, and crying to sad songs alone in my room.
i either reblog one thing every 5 hours or reblog 84 things in 3 minutes there is no inbetween
ive been annoyed ever since i was born
Everyone is cute, they just may not be YOUR kind of cute. But they’re cute to someone, and that thought alone is adorable.