I wish it was socially acceptable to be naked 24/7. Clothes are so annoying.
me and my girls on the way to prom
“you shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you”
finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. but only them. only they have earned it. no sads for anyone else at all ever
Imagine reading a book of every conversation where people have spoken about you.
IF UR A BOY AND UR VOICE CRACKS DO NOT BE ASHAMED IT IS CUTE AND MAKES ME FLAIL ON THE INSIDE IN SHARP OUTBURSTS OF EXCITEMENT AND HAPPY
this was based on a text post (I think) that I saw on tumblr awhile ago.