fearless

I get paranoid sometimes about whether or not my friends are actually my friends. So many people are two-faced and act all friendly with someone who is their “best friend” and then 5 minutes later they’re talking about that so called best friend. I can’t help but think “Well you say they’re your friend but you talk about them, so how do I know if you’re honestly my friend?” I try not to think too much about it because it stresses me out. People are so sketchy sometimes.

Seems like there’s always someone who disapproves. They’ll judge it like they know about me and you. And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do, the jury’s out, and my choice is you.

teapayne:

teapayne:

I never hang my feet off my bed because what if something grabbed them

Omg what If someone grabbed them but then you realized it was just a nice Asian woman wanting to give you a pedicure

Anonymous asked: You're so beautiful <3

Thank you so much!! that’s very sweet of you :)

I tried pressing random numbers that weren’t any of the options so I could speak to a HUMAN and the automated woman was like “We are sorry you are having trouble. Goodbye” and she hung up on me.

I hate automated customer service. I NEED TO TALK TO A PERSON ughh it’s so frustrating

314-eater:

The hardcore way to eat ramen:
1. Boil water
2. Eat block of ramen
3. Drink boiled water
4. Snort flavored powder
5. Fuck bitches

barackfuckingobama:

zeldea:

why cant americans just use celsius it’s so much easier to spell than feiehreirheineiheit

do you mean degrees of FREEDOM