I think one of the saddest things is when two people really get to know each other: their secrets, their fears, their favourite things, what they love, what they hate, literally everything, and then they go back to being strangers. It’s like you have to walk past them and pretend like you never knew them, never even talked to them before, when really, you know everything about them.
when someone does something better than you
The only reason i enjoy going to bed is so i can make stories up in my head which makes my brain think it’s actually real
drunk me is the me i really want to be. confident, hilarious and, most importantly, drunk.
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*cares more about TV show characters and their problems than my own*
adulthood is just an endless stream of phone calls you don’t want to make but have to
NO SHADE NO SHADE!!!11!!1