My problem was that no one ever needed me as much as I needed them. —(58/365) by (KJ)

enyacascade:

goddamngeckogirl:

tehhufflepuffcompanion:

Spoiler alert: adulthood is 96% of you going “well, I hope this is how it works and I’ll keep doing it till someone yells at me”

what’s the other 4%?

Someone yelled at me already, I do it diffrent now

me: im so bored
me: i have nothing to do
me: i wish i had something to do
basic responsibilities: yo
me: not u
me: anyway
me: im so bored
me: i have nothing to do

piratequeenintraining:

College students only have 2 levels of stress:

1) I don’t give a fuck

2) OH MY GOD IF I CAN’T DO THIS MY LIFE IS OVER I’M GONNA HAVE TO WORK AT MCDONALDS

There is no in between.

territorialcreep:

an autobiography

officialprinceharry:

i’m home 

heartless:

sometimes i just get upset because im not the person i want to be and i think about my future and it clouds my head with negative thoughts about how im not going to be important

I’ve got it all under control.

me: i don't even care. i'm not going to talk about this anymore.
...
me: and you know what else? [2000 word rant]

im really jealous of people who can accept themselves and be confident and actually like how they look because it fucking kills me looking in the mirror and just wanting to cry and crumble into little pieces

Me: you can talk to me whenever you feel bad! I'll always be there for you
Me: *bottles up problems* *doesnt talk about it with anyone* *lays in bed instead of trying to solve my own problems*

magnezone:

don’t get it twisted like i respect bugs for being the best they can be in spite of their specific assigned flesh prisons and their ecological significance but they need to stay the fuck away from me 

rawr-its-michelle:

i never hit reblog so fast in my life

shaythegayone:

the femme struggle is real.

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