when you know a song so well that you can listen to it in your head without actually listening to it
really struggling. i know i’m struggling. and the bad part is that i feel like it’s not a problem and i’m feeling perfectly okay mentally. but it’s physically taking a toll on my body again.
do you ever look at yourself and think ‘aw cute’ but then walk two feet into a different lighting and think ‘omg nvm’
being a girl is really fucking expensive
hahahahhhAHAHAHAHhahahahahhahahah WHO IS PAYING FOR YOUR DATES
hahahahhhAHAHAHAHhahahahahhahahah WHO IS PAYING FOR OUR TAMPONS, PADS, ULTRA SOUNDS, PAP SMEARS, OB/GYN VISITS, BRAS, CLOTHES, MAKE UP, HAIR PRODUCTS TO GO ON DATES WITH FUCKERS LIKE YOU?
god bless this
So apparently fans are being called 1989ers now.
God help us all.
If we’re not swifties we’re tayter tots dammit.
What I’ve been saying