Daddy came home from work today.
Everyone needs this on their dash.
I think I’m going to cry
do you ever get that horrible feeling in your stomach because you can’t imagine anyone ever falling in love with you and wanting to spend the rest of their life with you
a friendly reminder:
don’t hang out with people that make you feel bad about yourself
Sunday nights are the worst you go to bed with that horrifying feeling of impending doom like “I’ve got a whole fucking week ahead”
do you ever just look at little kids and think
“damn, you’re gonna be one fine as fuck piece of ass in ten years”