I would really love to shit on social justice bloggers.
i am the female
I hate that feeling when you’re not necessarily sad, but you just feel really empty and every little thing gets to you and everyone that talks to you makes you angry and you want to punch everyone in the face
when you have a fond memory with someone but when you bring it up with them they dont remember it
he looks so peaceful and friendly with 3 quarters of his eyebrows missing
what do you mean you can’t hang out i showered for this
i shaved for this
i put a bra on for you.
i got off tumblr for you
i am wearing real pants
I went outside
i got out of bed
i woke up