dont u dare treat ur animals like shit in front of me i will end ur life son
everyone needs friends who will encourage them to pierce things and ride things and go to places and buy shit and show off side boob. everyone.
- me: instantly jumps to worst possible conclusion
it probably seems like i cry over stupid shit but tbh i usually end up crying because i’ve stored up all of my upset feelings from multiple things rather than express them and then the littlest thing sets me off like spilling my drink may not be that big of a deal but when i’ve stored up that many negative emotions it feels like i busted a hole in the hoover dam
i want to take baths with you and hold your dumb hand and rent movies and watch those movies in your bed in our underwear at like 3 in the morning and i want to kiss your stupid face and cook you food and maybe fuck 7 times a night idnno.
Fun fact if you talk to me past midnight i get real personal and it’s weird
12:00am- oh I man I love cheese pizza too!
12:01am- I killed a man once