mum: you think these bands have nice hair and fashion now but in 20 years you will look back at these photos and be like-
me: look children it's your father
One mistake and everyone judges you.
this is a random post about boys because i feel like it. don’t hate me ‘cause of this. it’s just that from all the boys i’ve been in contact with throughout my whole existence, they’ve given me this weird theories. not that these theories are my basis on how i believe them to be. there are just some things i can never imagine them do. like, they will never: cry ...
there he goes
there he goes again. racing through my brain. and i just can’t contain this feeling that remains okay so here is a livelier post, in contrast to my ‘ass’ one earlier. ffffff. i haven’t seen him for at least two days and he came to school earlier and that song kind of reminded me of how i felt when he was there
i’m probably PMS’ing ‘cause since the week began, i just wanted to cry. it’s an ugly feeling and it’s consuming me and i just want it to go away but there are always these people who remind me that the feeling dwells in me. i’ve been doubting and thinking and overthinking. i am always wondering whether or not someone actually likes me. like, likes me enough...
i am always left out.
What did the two oceans say to each other? →
Nothing. they just waved