the worst is having a dream where someone loves you and you can practically feel them touching you and it feels so real and then you wake up and it’s like the life is being sucked out of you and the happiness just drains out of your body and you feel empty again
I’m surrounded by people who just wanna get blackout drunk for fun. Like nah man. Let’s go camping or take a road trip or do some stuff we haven’t done before. I wanna live.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in us.
it sucks being the ugly quiet rude sarcastic emotionally unstable friend with the attention span of a goldfish