It’s the things we love most that destroy us.


hiding from your responsibilities like 


When someone walks slower than me: omfg your slow ass is clogging up the hallway for the rest of us put some pep in your step grandma
When someone walks faster than me: jesus christ are you on the run from the police this isn't a race you can tone it down usain bolt
When someone walks at the same pace as me: who gave your creepy ass permission to walk with me get the fuck away before I call the cops


I wonder if I ever caught someones attention. Even if I was just walking among the crowd, I wonder if they wanted to get to know me or anything like that.

don’t you just love it when you know one of your “friends” is having a birthday party and she’s invited quite a lot of your other “friends” but not you and you actually thought you were good friends with her

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