i might be the loneliest bitch in the world

my lil birdy is sick and i feel so fucking sad and i dont feel like doing anything

i want to be happy
i want to feel good about myself

i usually (most of the time ) regret anything the minute I've done it

حتی دیگه skam هم نمیتونه خوشحالم کنه:(

getting your shit together requires a level of honesty you can’t even imagine. There’s nothing easy about realizing you’re the one that’s been holding you back this whole time.

I, like many others, need to know what the fuck is going on

i love how people i knew from 3-4 years ago randomly ask me hey u still gay? yes bitch wtf yes im still gay tbh im even gayer now!

straight girl to another straight girl : ur my girlfriend honey i love u be my girlfriend
me: Gross-_-

being a decent human means holding your trash until you can locate a goddamn trashcan u littering swine

how does one survive university?

me, alone in my room, every 5 minutes: am i being myself? is this who i really am? who am i performing for?

juste pour toi

an apple a day keeps anyone away if you throw it hard enough

adulthood is just a constant struggle of, “man, i want cookies for breakfast, but I also recognize this is a bad nutritional decision. On the other hand, the only one who can stop me is me. i know that fucker’s weaknesses. i could totally take me in a fight.”

ok i spent my day w my cute gay squad and im kinda ready to get back to the cruel world of heterosexuality