“Xbox…make me a sandwich” lol
I don’t understand why people think it’s necessary to involve themselves in my personal life. It’s personal for a reason. If you have a problem with it, save yourself the time and effort of letting me know because I don’t give a shit. The only people who matter are the people who already know my situation and that’s that. If I don’t tell you, it’s because it’s not your business. If it’s not your business and you’re still bitching and complaining about my life, it’s time to seriously reevaluate what the fuck is important in your life.
"Hard to breathe, feels like floating, so full of love, my heart’s exploding.
Mouth is dry, hands are shaking, my heart is yours, for the taking.
Acting weird, not myself, dancing around, like the Keebler elf.
Finally time, for this poor shlub to know how it feels to fall in love"
- 50% of me: "I love dresses and flowers and pretty things."
- Other 50% of me: "I love tattoos and hardcore music and concerts and skinny jeans."