My internet Friends are Real!
jamietheignorantamerican: I’ll always be there for you. Because that’s what friends are for.
zirconn: a haiku: this weight on my chest cannot ever be lifted oh wait it’s just boobs
I’ve been terrified of life for way too long.
paradisaic: i almost got in a car accident today because i was in a turn lane and thinking about “microwaves are for poor people” and almost forgot to turn
THAT ONE TIME STEVE IRWIN GOT BIT ON A SHOW AND...
oliveslife: tanglebox: mooneymannyinthesky: overland-frost: BUT THE LADY IS LIKE “… .y… -okay.” ALWAYS REMEMBER. even the puppet backed up crying because of the puppet tho
im-kellin-myself: Do you ever look at someone and then look at yourself and get sad
you’d think that with the amount of pills I’ve been swallowing every night for the past four months i’d be used to it by now. nope. still almost choke every time.
bombliate: how weird is it to have pets though like a random animal just lives in your house and you can’t communicate with it but you both just accept it
There are 7 billion people on this planet who I have not met, and 195 countries...– Unknown (via boysaresuchadrag)
abigaillx: the actual, physical ache you feel in your chest and in your bones when you’re so sad is fucking awful.
cockringtoss: growlithed: i only eat that
Anonymous asked: You're flippin awesome
weareallfromearth: onediwreckingmylife: at monash university in melbourne the women’s department had a bake sale and cupcakes were one dollar for men and eighty cents for women and seventy cents for trans* people to represent the wage gap and heaps of guys kicked off about it being sexist and that’s how i finally understood how hypocritical and ignorant men’s rights activism is yyyyyup
it’s amazing how fast my mood changes. the second i’m alone it’s like all walls come tumbling down and i’m left here to fend for myself. everything seems so impossible when i’m by myself, here, with my thoughts. frustration. self hate. unhealthy thoughts. urges.
hipsterinatardis: Naps are tricky because you either wake up refreshed and relaxed or you have a headache, dry throat, and are unaware of what year you’re in.
devotionii: devotionii: devotionii: devotionii: devotionii: i told a cute guy a joke today and he laughed i have hit first base im gonna make more small talk with him until i hit second base he accepts my facebook friend request HE ACCEPTED ME I’M SO ON MY WAY TO MAKING A HOME RUN he smiled at me twice and laughed at all my jokes today i did it i made a home run we did it...
allmymetaphors: whenever i wanna cry i think about Van Gogh he was such a nice and lonely dude all he wanted was for people to love him he ate yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him oh god oh god that’s so sad i can’t breathe