*goes to a party and awkwardly follows friend around the entire time**goes to a family reunion and awkwardly follows mom around the entire time*
*goes to hell and awkwardly follows satan the entire time*
The worst part about being there for everybody is that no one ever bothers to ask if you’re okay or not
*txts back 20 days later & picks up the conversation where we left off as if no time has passed and without an excuse*
if u break up with me u have to sing gotta go my own way from hsm 2
I just want to know what it’s like to not be insanely stressed, because I don’t even remember anymore.
I just miss everything about how my life used to be because right now I’m miserable and everything’s a mess and I don’t think anyone even cares
people that argue with cashiers are the worst kind of people