It’s like, as soon as I go out if my way to make an effort, something’s posted and I just kick myself for caring.. Again.
Ughhh, do I live in North Carolina yet?
I honestly think that crying over a book is one of the most prominent sign of compassion for humanity. You’re crying over someone who isn’t really there, doesn’t really exist, but you still feel for them as if you have known them your entire life.
“r u a top or a bottom”
what do you mean like bunk beds or mario kart or what