As a college student you’re either struggling academically, financially, or spiritually. Or all 3.
no matter how many followers you have, only 3 will acknowledge your existence unless you offer to rate their blog.
My version of flirting is looking at someone I find attractive multiple times and hoping they are more brave than I am.
We’re at the point where adults tell us to get over our problems but never actually sit down with us and listen.
when I was six I threw a tantrum because I wanted a slushie from 711 and I remember my dad said “I will never buy you a slushie” AND LITERALLY RIGHT NOW HE CAME IN THE CAR WITH A SLUSHIE AND I WAS LIKE WHY DIDNT YOU GET ME ONE AND HE LOOKED ME DEAD IN THE EYE AND SAID “REMEMBER WHEN YOU WERE SIX”
Aww that’s so-
Oh hey shes getting olde-
How dare you
WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS
I actually said ‘oh fuck’ out loud this is awful
I’m gonna cry.
YO, WHO’S THE DIMWIT THAT CROPPED OFF THE SOURCE FROM MY DRAWING??!!!
I’LL SKIN YA!!! >:C
Thank you to those who are nice enough to add the source to my tumblr and deviantart. I really appreciate it! <3
Two months into our relationship you once asked me how much I loved you and I just said “From here”. You didn’t get it and you got mad and thought I was playing around.
Breaking up after almost two years together, I sent you a message 6 months later saying “To Here”.
You still didn’t get it.