What Even Is My Life

On being a human disaster

[fuckbeingateenager]

Apparently, my meds serve the same role to me that the federal reserve and the government do to the economy

[fuckbeingateenager]

Why do men think that smiling makes us approachable? I’m happy because it’s my lunch break.

[dankmemeuniversity]

[fuckbeingateenager]

Online dating is kinda like online shopping- there are more options, but you don’t get to try things on

[fuckbeingateenager]

Ok so I always thought my nose was fine, but apparently not according to Instagram, because all the filters make it smaller wtf. Also my jawline. Ugh.

[fuckbeingateenager]

Why are all the guys I’m interested in having a fwb in pseudo-relationships with my friends?

[fuckbeingateenager]

My parents have the collective patience of a fucking gnat

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Mamá: Estoy tratando de convencer a tu papá que te deje hacer parasailing.

Papá: Yo no tengo problema! Le dejo el segundo que me podes asegurar que es seguro.

Mamá: Yo lo hice dos veces y no me paso nada.

Papá: …

[fuckbeingateenager]

Whyyyyy do people see me and think I’m nice? Like yes, I try to be polite, yes I’m shy, yes I’m a people pleaser, but inside, I’m a bitch, so I sure as fuck hope you weren’t expecting me to be sweet.

[fuckbeingateenager]

There is nothing more freeing than swiping through a dating app while running a bitchy commentary on people’s profiles

[fuckbeingateenager]

As a celiac person, rice and corn are the greatest invention ever

[fuckbeingateenager]

Cancer is a bitch

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I don’t want to be alone

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The first time I can remember feeling bad about my body was in second grade. I was changing with two of my friends before swimming lessons at summer camp. Both of their rib cages showed through their skin, the bones prominent. You couldn’t see my ribs.

[fuckbeingateenager]

I think people have it wrong. Nobody wants me, and maybe that’s ok. I have my family. I can do my best to be there for my friends. I’m going to grow up and get a job, contribute to society in some way. Maybe not a significant or important way but it’s the insignificant things that keep society from collapsing, I think. Maybe I’ll have kids, and do my best to protect them and make them happy. Maybe that’s enough. Maybe just being is enough.