the self destructive urge to get into an abusive relationship
sometimes what a girl needs is to have a silly pretty apartment to rot, dance, make art, cry and eat peaches while topless
i fucking hate being of a small town
Yo, correct me if I am wrong please, but didn't Hitler rise to power because he promised to fix the German economy and people really liked that so they looked past everything else he was doing??? Like exactly what's happening in America right now???
So many people said they voted for Trump, put a truly evil person in power, because he said he'd fix the economy, and a little voice in my head is going, "Isn't that what happened with fucking Hitler??"
But I've seen no one point that out so maybe I'm miss remembering???????
This is the most passionate first kiss I’ve ever seen in a movie or anything. HE BIT HER LIP, LIKE WHAT. THE WAY SHE GOES BACK IN. THE WAY HES LOOKING AT HER LIPS. BRUH
THIS IS THE DEFINITION OF SUCKING FACE
things are finally getting better, there's no problem with being myself
omg I have seen the teacher I liked smiling SMILING
*google search*
how do i get an older man?
What will appear when I die🎀
I should stop trying to fit in, I'm not made for that
Does anyone else feel lonesome?
Not lonely. Not alone. Just... lonesome. Like you don't feel connected to anyone. Like you never feel that you will find anyone that understands you, that will see you truly, let alone someone who will even like you. You see friends everywhere, but you don't see yourself in their place, like that is not for you, like you're not made for that and that's not made for you. You see people having fun and laughing and dancing and getting drunk and falling in love and you just... don't feel that for yourself. Like you're not supposed to have that, like you can't because it's not for you and you're not for it.
Like you're supposed to be seeing all these beautiful things in the world but not experience them yourself. Like you want to experience so much, experience everything, but be overwhelmed by it so you don't do any of it.
Like you want to be everywhere and do everything, but you don't belong anywhere and can't do anything. Like you're not supposed to be here. Not in a self-deprecating way but in an incongruous way. You want to live you want to be alive, but you feel you're not supposed to be. Not here at least, not like this. Just a presence in the world, not an active member of it. Even your body doesn't feel like home, your face isn't a face you recognise, like you're not supposed to have either. Like you're just supposed to be.
Like you're supposed to observe, but not experience.