i hate that i literally cant tell if im ugly or not and i cant tell if im really fat or just like kinda fat i literally cant tell and sometimes ill be like “im just being dumb im pretty good looking” and then ill be like “wow im being so egotistical i definitely look like shit what am i talking about” like i just…. dont know and it bothers me so much cos it’s something i can’t understand
tumblr taught me so much about representation tho…. today i literally can’t watch a film without thinking
"why is everyone so white"
"why is everyone straight"
we joke about procrastination but nothing is worse than the nauseating feeling of having every intention of doing something but physically not being capable of doing it and then feeling like you want to throw up because the deadline is just getting closer and closer.
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Thank you so much. Youre very kind :D
i hate it when paper falls off your desk and it just slides off into the next continent
what happens if u put a werewolf on the moon is a great question probably the best question ever asked
he’ll explode and die because there’s no oxygen on the moon
We never said we’d send him up without a suit you absolute monster