“you shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you”
finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. but only them. only they have earned it. no sads for anyone else at all ever
My mind doesn’t comprehend what’s happening when somebody is genuinely nice to me.
I wasn’t programmed for this. Are you real? Do you have a hidden agenda, or what? Could you say something mean instead?
You could be my boyfriend, or a stranger giving me a compliment. It doesn’t matter who you are. I appear to be ice cold in my response.
I grew up learning how to cope with pain, not learning how to respond to any soft touch.
Me: “but it’s my favorite food! I need to buy it.”
Cody: “Camille, everything is your favorite food.”
Heaven is a bag of sugar snap peas
Cosmo Tip #455
When he asks if you’re in the mood, look him straight in the eye for a moment and then say “Bitch, I might be.”
i hate seeing people my age who’ve got their life together already like what the fuck
If you want to eat pizza and watch Lord of the Rings or Star Wars all day with the occasional sexual break, then you are marriage material.
yes. yes. yes.
I think the concept of virginity was created by men who thought their penises were so important it changes who a woman is.
realist shit I have ever read.
reblogging again because everyone needs to see this post