Me: authors have to be exaggerating when they write the love interest as being madly in love with the main character. Like there’s no way that people actually feel like that-
*crush walks by*
Me: I would like to revoke my previous statement and I will be posting an apology video for my incorrect statements.
Don't you hate it when blood vessels in your eyes burst or break or whatever and when you move you're eyes it looks like a murder scene?
yeah I hate that too
The fact that I can hear my brother and his friends screaming about the Super Bowl from my room is concerning
For reference, I am two sets of stairs above them and I have headphones in
Awhile ago, my friend came out to my as being nonbinary and my immediate response to them was “I guess we’ll have have turn your that’s what she said’ jokes to that’s what they said”
I am the most unconfident confident person ever
Guys I think the loneliness is getting to me
In this love obsessed month my brain has been using pink items to cope with my chronic being alone. Clothes? pink. Plushies? pink. Pencils? OCs? MY DAMN TUMBLR? ITS ALL PINK. I'm lonley and it shows
I have a playlist called stop listening to this sh*t and get your work done, and it’s the only playlist that I do my work to.
Why is my brain like this