I get to see my bf in two hours… It’s been like 8 days since I saw him last and like normally I see him EVERYDAY so this is a big deal.
when your obsessive special interest suddenly changes and your blog followers are like wtf this isn’t what i signed up for
Sometimes when I say “I’m okay”, what I really want is for someone to hold my hand, look me in the eyes and say “I know that you’re not okay, here is $1000.00”.
"ur bra strap is showing" u say
children begin to scream
tears r streaming down my face
my parents disown me and sell me to a shady, moustached man for three goats
no one can ever kno i wear a bra