College: in which I slack like hell, nap through class, forget citations, use comma splices, don’t study, and then get the same grade as everyone else.
I wish you were easier to talk to. I'd be there for you if I could, but you probably wouldn't really want my help anyways.
I don’t know who this is, but if I know you in person: catch me when I’m drunk. I’ll tell you whatever and welcome help and then after that, I’ll know that you know and it’ll be whatever and we can mutually help each other. Otherwise yes. I am a very gaurded person, and I don’t really like asking for help.
If I don’t know you in real life: I will probably trust you more readily because I know you can’t really “hurt me” so come off anon.
Regardless, the sentiment that somebody out there wishes they could talk to me and wishes they could “be there for me” is probably the nicest thing ever. Thank you for even thinking about it.
“I’m gonna get skinny by eating less” I think, as I eat one more slice of pizza
I just used the phrase
“The circle jerk of white guys who could look the meanest, play the fastest riffs, and have the most patches on their jacket continued until the early nineties”
in a paper I’m writing
for college
how have I not been kicked out yet
Why is it that every time I like somebody I have this urge to kiss them on their STUPID FACE and then jump straight out of a building.
slowly realizing that whenever I develop a crush on somebody, it’s really because I haven’t had sex in a while and LITERALLY EVERYONE starts to look attractive.
Can somebody find me an angry tattooed punk boy with a big nose??? So I can marry him???
