Did we only ever snapchat each other?
Better get my shit packed for Hogwarts the train leaves tomorrow
no we don't still talk
How old are you?
My boyfriend broke up with me and my 80 year old, 5 foot tall, Indian grandmother told me that “there are lots of men…”
I thought she was then going to say “…in the sea” but she said “…they’re like flies” and made a disgusted face.
She hates flies.
You not finding me attractive is not going to stop me from being attractive.
I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU KEEP THIS MINDSET YOU WILL GET SOOO MUCH CONFIDENCE
CAN YOU IMAGINE DATING SOMEONE?? LIKE SOMEONE ACTUALLY GIVING A SHIT ABOUT YOU??? BECAUSE I CAN’T
them nights when you wish someone was just laid next to you cuddling you or just fucking the shit out of you
This is how to run a stick of Chapstick
down the black boxes on your scantron
so the grading machine skips the wrong
answers. This is how to honor roll. Hell,
this is how to National Honor Society.
This is being voted “Most Likely to Marry
for Money” or “Talks the Most, Says the
Least” for senior superlatives. This is
stepping around the kids having panic
attacks in the hallway. This is being the
kid having a panic attack in the hallway.
This is making the A with purple moons
stamped under both eyes. We had to try.
This is telling the ACT supervisor you have
ADHD to get extra time. Today, the average
high school student has the same anxiety
levels as the average 1950’s psychiatric
patient. We know the Pythagorean theorem
by heart, but short-circuit when asked
“How are you?” We don’t know. We don’t
know. That wasn’t on the study guide.
We usually know the answer, but rarely
everyone says they want a fairytale wedding but when i show up and curse their firstborn suddenly i’m the jerk
making out is one of the most underrated things in the world of sex like one of the best feelings on earth is tongue on tongue, biting each other’s lips and pressing your bodies together and grinding your hips into each other while your breathing mixes and making out is just so ugh god
I want you to cuddle me and sing to me and I want to talk about the future and what it may hold with you and I want to lay on the grass at night and count the stars with you and tell you that I love you more than all the stars combined
- Libra (zodiacsociety)
oh... well, I'm sorry anyways
Do we still talk?
nooooo you're probably right. guess.
Nope, because I have really confused myself thinking you’re one person when there’s a few other possibilities.