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PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DOES ANYONE KNOW HOW TO MAKE YOURSELF STOP DREAMING ABOUT A PERSON IM TIRED AND I WANT THIS SHIT TO BE OVER
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Just so you all know when deltarune chapters 3 and 4 come out I will Not shut up about it :)
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You ever have an existential crisis so deep you just gotta return to your childhood sport
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Can we all agree that this is how Not Sorry For Loving You went

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"I'm just a girl" is for not knowing how to do something, "I'm just a man" is for doing something completely unhinged
Men use “I’m just a man” to cheat on their wives. Odysseus uses “I’m just a man” to kill, slay and torture people to get back to HIS wife. They are not the same.
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When I was in middle school I told my partner "you can either propose to me with a ring, a sword, or a full wheel of cheese" and now I think I had something going with that

HELLO??
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I can't prove that I'm loveable by clinging to people who don't want to love me I can't prove that I'm loveable by clinging to people that don't want to love me I CANT PROVE THAT IM LOVEABLE BY CLINGING TO PEOPLE WHO DONT WANT TO LOVE ME
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the answer you're looking for is probably a warm bowl of soup btw
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PLEASE GET OUT OF MY HEAD AND MY DREAMS AND EVERYTHING AROUND ME GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT
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Not doing the thing ----> stressing about the thing not being done ----> brain shutting down ----> not doing the thing
Anyone know how to not????
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- Scott Orson Card, Xenocide
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With my last lover, the one I truly considered my first real love, I told him "I need to learn how to be okay alone." I was being neglected. When I asked for what I needed, he would always give it to me without hesitation, then tell me later it tired him, it exhausted him, it was too much, and he felt awful. Why was my answer to neglect "I need to become okay with this".
Since then I've started blocking people who only want me for my body, or for my passiveness. It has become... Lonely. It makes me feel ugly and unlovable and angry with the world. I grieve for the version of me that believed she was loved, that people weren't bad and just had their differences, that defended even the worst of her past lovers and kept a place for them in her heart, in case they might ever need a shoulder to cry on.
I grieve for her, but I am not envious of her.
If I met my first love again today, I would never let him touch me.
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Will kids in the future still have the same nostalgic feeling from music boxes that we do?
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