i’m not very good at small talk, i want 2 talk about dying and aliens and sex and meaning and the sky i am terrible at asking about school and weather
u know when u really like someone and literally every little thing they do is cute and no matter what face they make they always look perfect to you
Can someone please explain why the serving size of hummus is TWO TABLESPOONS. WHAT AM I? AN ANT?
Ditto for peanut butter
I don’t care that you got into drugs for three months straight, or how much sleep you lost in that period. I don’t care that you went home and fucked that person and woke up at 6am hating everything about yourself, or that you smoked so much you sounded as though your lungs were giving out.
You’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness.
You’re just human, and being human means you need to survive and you do so whichever way you deem fit, fuck everyone else."
my mum just told me to “stop being so depressed all the time”
"I’ll marry a man who knows how I take my tea, coffee, and alcohol
And knows when to make which."