I’m going to my Senior prom. Hopefully I don’t immediately regret it.
I wrote an email to myself when I was 15 that...
When you think of someone/something that used to bring you the warmest fuzziest feeling and now you try your best and it just doesn’t bring the same emotion anymore, its so depressing, to just feel emptiness and nothing for that thing, not even anger or sadness, but literally fuck nothing. It is the most uncomfortable thing imaginable.
I honestly really miss having an intelligent boy figure to talk to but thats just asking for way too much
Girls in STEM, this makes me very happy →
waltfromlost: If I’m talking to a girl, she better not mention no other nigga unless she’s talmbout how prettier I am.
how does that even happen
sadistcunt: what if racism didn’t exist and we were all blue inside and outside blue our house with our blue little window and our blue corvettes
brandnewswastikas: I believe that life starts at conception and ends at puberty. You and everybody you know are weird ghosts.