Honestly, same

never underestimate how much cleaning your room will unfuck your head

how am i sensitive and a bitch at the same time

peak comedy is realizing people from your high school are trying to become social media influencers 

Brain: You’re a horrible, worthless, garbage person, and your life is going nowhere but to hell.

Me: I don’t know what the fuck you expect me to do about that at 11PM, my dude.

It really do be like that sometimes

concept: us just lying around in bed and me snuggling up against you

*wakes up from a nap angry and not knowing what day it is*

mood: a wealthy 18th century woman who needs to lie down for hours after anything remotely distressing happens

i nominate post malone for queer eye

LMFAOOOOOOOO

I care way too much and I just get hurt I’m so tired

Me doing literally anything at all: I would be the cutest wife…..

We out here… not skinny…. doing whatever the fuck we want…. in peace

@ the water that drips down my arms when i wash my face and makes a big ass mess: fuckin fight me

reasons I’m still on this hellsite:

1) nowhere else I could find posts this specifically relatable