what if instead of countries declaring war on each other there was just a big rap battle
did you mean eurovision
the best way to a girls heart is punching through the ribcage
apparently this is illegal but dont let it stop you
my brother had a dream he spent 20 dollars on a hotdog and he woke up screaming
worrying constantly that youre a disappointment to everyone you care about (ʘ‿ʘ )
- "Why did you want to kill yourself?"
- "It's a long story."
- "I want to help you."
- "You can't."
- "Well I'm going to try anyway."
- "Yeah, I know you are. You'll help for a week or two and then when I start to feel close to you I'll tell you my secrets and you'll find out how bad I really am. Then you'll say how upset you are that I'm so depressed and you'll say you'll get me help. You'll make empty promises, you'll pretend like you care when inside you've given up on me. I'll learn that I can't tell you those things anymore, and you willstop asking about them, even though you know it's still happening. We'll grow distant and I'll hate myself for opening up to you. You won't realise that I'll try to kill myself again. We'll still talk, but there will always be that awkwardness. Because you gave up. Because everyone does in the end. Your closest friends become far away figures and you are left on your own to cope with these fucked up emotions and you have no idea how. Everyone gives up and I mean everyone. And that, more than anything, made me want to die."
I will wear what I want.
I will get tattoos if I want.
I will wear makeup if I want.
I will dye my hair if I want.
I will pierce whatever I want.
I will shave what I want.
I will lose weight if I want.
I will gain weight if I want.
I will have sex if I want.
In the Sims, you don’t say, “I love you.” You say, “Habadu bashubi,” which roughly translates to, “I cannot move because there is furniture in the way.” I think that’s absolutely beautiful.
