I’m Sorry...

me: *spills my feelings* my brain: *slamming fists on table* REGRET REGRET REGRET REGRET REGRET REGR

Reblog if it is 182948291093733% ok to randomly message you and become friends

me: *faced with a slightly stressful situation* brain: you gotta get irrationally angry then cry me: why brain: you gotta

Okay but like I love you

Reblog If Your Blog Is Safe For

Transgender people

Homosexual people

Bisexual people

Genderfluid people

Asexual people

Pansexual people

Autosexual people

Demisexual people

Bigender people

Agender people

Polysexual people

Straight people

Cisgender people

Straight allies of the lgbtqpiad community

ANYONE

If you ever catch me staring, I am:

1) admiring your piercing/tattoo/hairstyle/outfit

2) trying to figure out if I know you

3) think you’re gorgeous and can’t help myself

Compliments aren’t for me, I’m not beautiful, I’m not skinny, I’m not good at anything, I’m just not made for compliments.

what’cha doing?