Sometimes I like to think about how differently my life would be if I didn’t meet a specific person. What would I have done during the moments that I was with them if I never met them? Would I end up meeting somebody else that would have the same exact impact that they had on me? Everyone that has walked in and out of my life has had an affect on my life one way or another, and I just can’t help but wonder how my life would be if I never met the people that I’ve met.
ok let’s stop using the term “butthurt” we’re not 12 anymore
you sound fannytroubled
a little bootybothered if you ask me
someone’s having a little tushytantrum
Fanny troubled? Are you having vagina problems?
if you should be studying and you know it clap your hands
do you ever feel like a plastic bag
No, I always feel like a Prada bag
I love it when people are affectionate with me. I like when they always invite me places, or text me, or call me, I wouldn’t even mind if they blew up my fb wall with hearts and what not. I would rather have that person than someone who makes me text them first all the time and replies back like 10 hours later.
if you pull out my earphones i will pull out your lungs
depression is when you don’t really care about anything
anxiety is when you care too much about everything
and having both is just like what