i don’t get it when people tell me i should stop doing things because “boys don’t like it”
like god forbid my personal choices prevent me from dating shallow close-minded assholes who care how long my hair is but don’t give a fuck about me as a person
do you ever look around at the big crowds of people around you and realize everyone has a story and memories and family and troubles and achievements and a first kiss and a broken heart but you’ll never know any of it and every human life is really intricate and expansive but oh they’ve walked into a shop and you’ll never see them again and you’ll never know just what they were thinking
hey if ur ever feelin shitty use this
Holy shit I’m trying not to cry.