Oh my god, when people touch the inside of my thighs. Unffffffffff
My mom is yelling at my brother and I overheard this.
- Mom:
- Brother:
- Mom:
- Brother:
- Mom:
- Me:
Can you relate? You sit in your towel after a shower because you’re too lazy to get dressed. You and your best friend can say one word, and crack up. You hate when one string of your hoodie is longer than the other. You hate it when people think you like someone when you clearly don’t. You hate it when your favorite song comes on, as you pull into the driveway. You feel like if you turn on the lights, you will be safe from anything. You push those little buttons on the lids of fast-food drinks. You laugh until people get hurt, then stop when you realize it’s serious. You hate it when parents get serious about something funny you tell them. You hate when you tell a guy to shut up and they copy you in a higher voice. You pretend to sleep when your parents come in. You text the person next to you things that you can’t say out loud. You hate when people in front of you walk really slow and you can’t get past them. You’re always tired no matter how much sleep you get. You stop the microwave before it hits 00:00 to avoid hearing the beeps. You use the “sup” head nod. You just did the nod after you read it. You hate when you are mad at someone and they make you laugh. You check the fridge every ten seconds to see if food magically appeared.
killthebloodyredprinceofdeath:
It’s crazy how much I can relate to strangers…I love Tumblr. (:
MYBRETHREN. I HAVE FOUND MY BRETHREN.
I totally friggin’ nodded and then freaked the frick out when I read the next line where it accused me of doing the very thing O_O
THIS.
LAWD
(Source: pretttycunt)
If you send me hate, I feel bad for you son, cuz I got 99 problems and an anon ain’t ONE!
(Source: trishuhh4nn)
They tell you to “love yourself”
and then when you do, they put you down for doing so. They accuse you of being “conceited”, “self absorbed”, “self centered” the whole 9 yards. Well you know what? Fuck you. Just because you can’t love yourself as I much as I love myself doesn’t make me conceited. It’s called CONFIDENCE, get some!
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18, Capricorn, Canadian, bisexual and proud :)My tumblr is a mash up of everything I like, things I believe are important, things that matter to me, some things I've written myself and just things that crack me up...enjoy!!! :)
