U just got gee noted

I feel as if I could dethrone God, @5sostookmylife would you be my accomplice

 do you maybe.... Wanna live in a cottagecore setting, surrounded by wildlife, where one of us makes these cute pastries and the other is a small musician? Pretty please?

Im only ranting on here for the comfort of staying anonymous, so feel free to ignore it if you want to.
          
          At the beginning of last school year, I got back in touch with this guy I knew from middle school. We got super close really fast, and would hold hands, cuddle, etc.
          
          I would get frustrated when my peers would question our relationship status, because I felt like I couldn't be my normal, affectionate self around someone of the opposite gender, without the assumption that we're together. 
          
          In early February, 5 months into our friendship, he ghosts me for 9 days. I call it ghosting because we spent every single waking second together. It started with me going up to him before first period, trying to start a conversation, only for him to stare at me and leave without a word. He avoided me at all costs for 9 days. I was easily the most depressed I had been in about two years. I didn't eat much. It rose to a point where I passed out in gym from working on an empty stomach. A mutual friend had to bring me coffee and a sandwich, my only proper meal the entire 1.5 weeks. 
          
          Fast forward another five months, we're in June. We last spoke June 3rd. He ghosted me again, despite my 11+ attempts to start a conversation. 
          
          At first it didn't bother me, at least, I didnt let it. As time progressed, I became increasingly upset by it, and I've been thinking. I love him to bits and I've expressed that to him. I promised to not do drugs (he hated them after an encounter with a girl who offered him a bj in exchange for weed), I've stayed up with him when were talking about things that don't matter, I've supported him 100%. 
          
          I never once let myself think badly of him until now. I'm so done with everything he's done to me. I feel like nothing I do is right. I feel like my opinion doesn't matter. I'm aware that I really should cut him out, but part of me is clutching onto the little hope I have left with a death grip.
          
          I just really miss him to the moon and back, and want to talk again.

YA BITCH IS HUNGRY AND GOD DAMN IS THAT ASS LOOKING MORE LIKE CAKE EVERY TIME I SEE IT

Skate fast, eat ass

Happy almost valentines day ily

Lick that hand and stick it in a bag of fundip, you wild animal. 
          
          Having dirty hands is fine. 

When you find out that people hold hands before marriage   

omg how do people die from heroin isnt he the guy from minecraft 

Let me just say that Linda Iero is my mom. 
          
          Hi, I’m Frank Iero, Of My Chemical Romance. 
          Have a seat.