You remember that song 1985 by bowling for soup
That’s going to be me in 20 years except it’s going to be called 2005
*eyes snap open at 3:52am* nobody likes me
there’s nothing funnier than watching two cats stare at each other while one slowly raises their arm to strike for ABSOLUTEY NO REASON
I think I want my next piercing to be through my heart with a wooden stake
i hate that i’m so absent as a person. i don’t start conversations. i can barely maintain them. i’m so weary and spaced out all the time to the point where i can’t even keep up small talk and i’m just so disappointed in myself