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I feel like the only reason I really eat anymore is as a show for my mom so she doesn’t constantly look at me with fucking pity all the damn time
 I just wanna fucking die at this point
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I FUCKInG HATE MY FUCKinG cAR OH MY GODDAMN FUCKInG CRiST ON A STICK MekrniendujtiJzurjsiJjJjIiIiKiKiKkKjJjJjJjJjKiIiIiIrhaywjhdjsjsjsjrjdjsjsjs
#female rage#fuck my life#I never signed up to be a fucking mechanic#I wish I’d just gotten the damn Toyota instead#fuck American cars#*​incomprehensible screaming*#fuck manual cars WITH A PASSION
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I swear to god this fucking paper is making me want to swan dive into oncoming traffic
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I think I just encountered a new breed of people who require others to be in crisis so they can swoop in to help and feel needed.
I wonder if its a drive born out of self-hatred or not.
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Damn! Not only is he hot, but he’s got good taste in licorice
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I got to help make “Donatello purple” for a little girls ninja turtle project today and legit that’s the best thing that’s happened to me all week. I love working in paint sometimes :)
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I don’t know if it’s actually weird or if I’m just being generally paranoid because I never truly trust people all the way, but damn. What the hell? Why does being on the receiving end of people’s genuine kindness physically hurt sometimes
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Welp, I've just wasted an entire day on practically nothing when I could have been doing something more productive with my time. :(
It's hard to find the motivation to do much anymore though.
It's whatever, I guess
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