why am I not one of those bloggers that attracts millions of anons every day
switching on your computer before you make yourself food so by the time you come back your computer is turned on and waiting for you like a naked lover
(Source: bigbardafree, via im-fallin-for-ur-eyez)
Person: What do you want for your birthday?
Me: *Forgets everything I have ever wanted*
Period: You want cookies
Period: You want to fuck
Period: You want to fuck while eating cookies.
Period: Let's be sad about trivial things, shall we?
Period: Kill them.
Period: Kill them too.
Period: Kill them and eat their cookies.
Period: Shhhh it's okay you'll feel better soon.
Period: HAHAHAHAHA NO YOU WON'T FUCK YOU.
“you shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you”
finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. but only them. only they have earned it. no sads for anyone else at all ever