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My babyyyyyy
Hi tumblr, it’s been a minute…
probably the best advice I've ever got was from my grandpa when I moved from my town and started a university, he told me to leave the house everytime when I start to feel down, just to go to the park, a supermarket, a bookstore, to even drive in a bus or tram, just be around other people because staying at home all the time kills you; and you know he was right
relationships and jobs are temporary. your shitty unpopular tumblr blog is forever
Do you ever have a dream about someone from your past and you can’t stop thinking about it all day? Honestly fuck them. Get out of my subconscious.
I just want enough money to buy a cute little house that I can decorate with cute little decor and live in with my cute little girlfriend.
Is that too much to ask?
x - x / x - x
Does anyone else get really bothered by the fact that when you need people to be there for you they never seem to show up? They will tell you all day how they are there for you no matter what but when you tell them you need them they’re silent. No where to be found. But when it’s them that needs someone you’re always there. Just seems fucked to me idk.
𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘤𝘦
Bad news. My septum piercing got ripped out today so I am no longer gay. Let’s all mourn together.
if you could read my mind, you’d be in tears
What’s that feeling where you’re sad and want to cry but you can’t?
Who knew healing would hurt this fucking bad
Imagine how many people dislike you because they didn’t hear your side of the story
I truly could not give a fuck what these types of people think about me. I think as you get older you start to care less because it takes so much energy to worry about irrelevant things like this. Too busy being focused on my own life to worry about someone who isn’t even involved in it.
from In the House With No Doors by Sarah Kay