literally nothing feels better than being loved by someone who hates everyone
- some bitch: omg you wore that shirt the other day
- me: yeah well in my house we have this amazing thing called a washing machine
who needs one direction when you’ve got the best boy band there is
If I ever tell you I’m going to sleep and then you see me posting or liking things online for about an hour immediately after that, I promise I wasn’t lying to you, I’m just bad at going to sleep and it is usually a long process that begins with disengaging from any sort of immediate contact with people (chats, for example) and ends when everything on my screen is blurry and I’m hallucinating plot points I haven’t written yet
Since it seems nobody will ever love me, now’s the perfect time to eat everything I want and be a fatass.
I feel worthless.
And now I’m kinda hurt.
Really hurt. Apparently I’m a cool person and I should “stay just like I am”, but what I am obviously isn’t good enough. I’m not mad at you cause you’ve done nothing wrong. I’m mad at myself for thinking there was a chance. Now I HAVE to (for my own sanity) take a step back so I don’t keep getting hurt.