i love watching pets sleep bc you see their belly go up and down when they breathe and you’re like wow this is a lil living creature that’s all mine to play with
dont u dare treat ur animals like shit in front of me i will end ur life son
'The Invisible Discriminator' - Stop. Think. Respect. - YouTube →
I’ve had that happen to me on a bus and it didn’t feel good at all.
In a way it makes you thick skinned. It makes you tough on the outside, but on the inside it shatters your spirits.. ‘They don’t want to sit next to me because of who I am’.
After that happened it made me cold, I didn’t bother trying so hard to make people like me, to put on a friendly face so that people would want to sit next to you.
To go in a shop and buy the smallest thing I could find because the actual thing that I wanted wasn’t in there, but I wanted the store owners to trust me like ‘Oh she could have easily stole that but she paid for it’.
It took me a long to realise that it wasn’t me who was the problem. It was them.
Do you ever have that moment when a kid is looking at you and you realize that they’re looking at you as a grown up? Then its like no child im a children too, dont. Im sorry my outward appearance confuses you.
it’s about who you miss at 2 in the afternoon when you’re busy, not 2 in the morning when you’re lonely.
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Tumblr’s anthem :D By juiceboxcherrio (deactivated), all rights to her.
Some nights, I stay up staring at my laptop
Some nights, I don’t sleep at all
Some nights, I ‘m glad that my dash is never ending
Some nights, I wish I could log off
But I still stay up, I still read your posts
Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four
What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?
Most nights, I don’t know anymore…
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh
This is it, these are ship wars What are we fighting for?
Why don’t we read fanfic already?
I was never one to sleep at night - save that for those who have a life
Post twice as much and get half as many likes,
but here feels come again
To stay for a while
But that’s alright;
I blog from in my bed tonight I blog because I’m wonderin’ just
who I, who I, who I am
Oh, who am I? mmm…
I have no life
Well, some nights,
I wish that my dash would end
‘Cause I could use some friends for a change
And some nights, I’m scared I’ll hit post limit again
Some nights, I always hit, I always hit
But I still stay up, I still read your posts
Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four
What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?
Most nights, I don’t know…
So this is it?
I sold my soul for this?
Left my social life for this?
Or do I have no friends because of this? (/awkward pause where I didn’t know what to write/)
So log on.
Log on.
Log on, OH LOG ON!
Well, that is it guys, that is all, scroll twelve pages down and I’m bored again
Ten years of this, and only bloggers understand I’m not sticking ‘round with my folks downstairs;
Sorry to leave, mom, I had ship pairs
I’m going to be forever alone, all dried up from my laptop brightness
My heart is breaking for my OTP and the con that they call “love”
‘Cuz when they look into each other’s eyes…
Man, you wouldn’t believe the most amazing things that can come from…
Some terrible writers…ahhh…
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh
The other night, you wouldn’t believe the fic I just read about my OTP
I wish it would update already I wish you’d tag all of your stuff, man.
Why won’t you tag all of your stuff, man? oh…
I’m never logging off
Why would I ever log off Tumblr… oh …
Oh, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh.
