Don’t you hate it when there’s a perfect opportunity for lesbians and the writers just don’t?
Make the first move, tell people how you feel, stop being so scared of rejection, stop feeling so engulfed with thoughts that aren’t even yours, and stop wasting your fucking time.
For a long time I wasn’t
entirely sure I wanted to
put myself back together,
because letting go of the
sadness would mean I
had to redefine myself.
And sometimes, I still feel
like chasing the darkness,
because I don’t exactly
know who I am without
it. I realised I made a
home out of something I
should have never let in.
Note to self: every time you were convinced you couldn’t go on, you did.
i hate songs that are like 75% bad but the chorus is so good that you suffer through the whole song just to hear one part like three times
carlfalkmusic: #tbt making of #stilltheone #takemehome
I think I may be gayer than originally planned
i dont even have guilty pleasures anymore i just like stuff and if people have a problem with that they can go fuck themselves
i have never felt so bad for a confused mother