Love Is Everything

Hello there! Welcome to my many fandom blog :) I'm so excited to share all of my immense dumbness with you so feel free to message me anything! -Scarlet Pansexual/Taken/Cisgendered/she and her pronouns

[smlatmi]

I'm a whiney baby and I want to go home and cuddle my boyfriend. :(

[eyes-above3491]

[ronfancy]

THEY HAVE NUBS INSTEAD OF LEGS.

[box316]

some thoughts

[box316]

amazing, this thing got 30k notes

[smlatmi]

I slept for way too long but ugh it felt so good.

[smlatmi]

Working on a more structured blog as of right now. I’m really hoping it’ll help inspire me and also finally organize my thoughts.

[smlatmi]

Fucking shoot me. Why am I still here? Why am I such a god damn failure at school?

[smlatmi]

I would really love for my blog to be more active but God fucking damn I have no time anymore. Also my interests are no longer showing up on my dashboard and ugh. It's a struggle.

[smlatmi]

I'm bugging the hell out of my boyfriend because I know we both feel like shit rn and can't be together so this is the next best thing.

[thottieauntie-deactivated201604]

Never stop learning about your partner. Never lose that wonder that made you want to get to know them initially because we are constantly growing as individuals.

[smlatmi]

My boyfriend is the sweetest person on the planet <3

[andthentheywilleatthestars]

You can take the most respectful, sensitive people, give them Cards Against Humanity, and in a few minutes they’ll be laughing about genocide.

[hayleu-deactivated20140714]

*video doesn’t load within 2 seconds* well i guess i’ll never know

[syd4ie-deactivated20220925]

Bulimia isn’t a long haired pretty girl bending over a toilet with a tragically beautiful face on. It’s a puffed miserable face with vomit dripping from it’s chin and a fucking nose bleed. Anorexia isn’t a slim figure shyly refusing a cupcake. It’s hair growing over your freezing malnourished body. Depression isn’t a model with running mascara staring into the sunset. It’s staring at the fucking ceiling at 4 in the morning with burning eyes because you can’t even find the motivation to close them. Self harm isn’t lovely boys kissing your arms telling you you’re still beautiful. It’s nasty fucking scars that will be there forever and showers that sting. Panic attacks aren’t burying your face into your lovers chest and them telling you everything will be okay. It’s feeling out of control and like oxygen has been taken from you. Mental illnesses aren’t beautiful. They don’t make you special and don’t make people suddenly care about you. They’re monsters that destroy lives. So stop taking them lightly and promoting them to impressionable teenagers on the damn internet.

[smlatmi]

I'm terrible. I'm genuinely awful and terrible and just fucking a mess

[smlatmi]

I'm slightly irritated and ready to find new people to hang around

[ilookextremelygood-deactivated2]

*wraps around significant other’s body* this is my home! this is where i live!

[smlatmi]

I am a salty saaaaaalty son of a bitch :|