One day, I hope you’ll look out at the sky and see the truth. I hope you’ll see the truth about love, mystery, and jealousy. Maybe you’ll see the true beauty of this world, how all the stars aligned perfectly so that we would meet. Look closely and you’ll see all the world is, was, and will ever be; you’ll see the never ending beauty of it all. One day I’ll be gone but I hope the memories and joy last long after I’m gone. Promise me you’ll still go out and look at the sky and maybe, just maybe, you’ll see all the stories that I wrote for you, all of which end with “I love you.”.
#not all men
I’m so full of regrets that the blood drops are my only way of leaching my supposed sins. I refuse food in case its eaten with malicious, water is of no use for I drunk it with bitter words. I refuse to speak since my words are forces once they leave my lips. My gaze is down, I can’t risk eye contact, how can I look at those who despise and destroy me? Its all my fault, I’m told I’m at fault. I hide to avoid conflict and get beaten down more and more with false accusations. This is how the world is. There’s no one to trust, so why bother? Why live?
Somebody please help me…
This medicine is making me want to blow my brains out so I know I should stop taking it but I just want to be skinny and pretty so bad…
A 32 old man just threatened to tie me up because I wasn’t alluded by his “if you were a vegetable you’d be a cutecumber” joke. Are you fucking kidding me?
"can i ask you something?" my immediate reply says “go for it" but my mind has already gone through the seven stages of grief
I need feminism; because the bra straps of a twelve year old shouldn’t make a 40 year old married principal with two daughters “uncomfortable”
So am I allowed to walk around adult women who are mothers and grandmothers at work with my cock out or what
in what world is someone’s dick equivalent to a fucking bra strap
SHELDON IS FREAKIN ADORABLE AND I WANT TO ADOPT HIM.
I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. I just can’t.
So my doctor gave me a new medicine to control hunger in hopes of better controlling my blood sugar. He neglected to tell me that it can cause hallucinations in extreme circumstances. Guess who’s in the extreme circumstances? Guess who’s in for a fun night cause all her friends went to bed? Me! :D
Perks of living with a cat
Mommy teaching babby easier water drinking way because drinking water is hard experience u get it in your nose. Jesus how she puts her paw on his head in the second one. Such concern and love.