Last night someone told me when they first met me they could not understand why the fuck I was always so happy, and it actually got on their nerves.
I looked at that person and said, ‘wow. I feel really bad for you’ and checked her onto my douchebag list.
To think I was actually worried about these people liking me.. Now I understand why I don’t give a fuck if they do or if they don’t.
You can never try to find yourself. That defeats the purpose of being yourself.
Him: you can tie me down whenever you want.
Me: I don’t have any rope!
Him: I’m sure we’ll find something.
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my anxious heart pumps in anticipation of adventure.
instead, make our way to the couch.
sit down in our respective spots,
make conscious small talk,
drift into uncomfort.
let go,
not.
FUCK THIS SHIT LETS DANCE BABY NA NA NA NA NA NA NA JIGGY WIT IT
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