“It happens to many teenagers—that moment when you feel full of resentment or distrust for those adults you once loved unquestioningly.”
– John Irving (via blua)
if i was a doctor
hot guy:
i sprained my wrist
me: okay take off your underwear
me: okay take off your underwear
I don’t think I can get a boyfriend for reasons that are.
-my intelligence level
-my body structure
-my “being sheltered”
-my emotions are too twisted
-my inability to be romantic, sweet, loving, or charming.
-my excruciatingly awkward attempts at trying to express my feelings for another.
-my fear of love
-and the fact that I’m loud and say “Fuck you” too much when I love someone, whether it be a friend or a romantic relationship.
But whatever fuck you, I like being alone with dogs ok.
I need to stop being on the internet and go to bed…
Wait. I have something to say.
I just have to write it down.
I had 300 more calories left to burn today, but didn’t. I’m dead now. Goodbye cruel world. I apologize that my body is all you have left of me.
