Some days, people suck....
If you want to hug someone now, reblog.
Coming to Tumblr was probably one of the best things for me. It was like seeing a whole new group of people that have the same state of mind as you. And that's why I appreciate all of the people I'm following, and all of my followers. Thank you.
I'm too self-conscious to be happy with myself.
“You know that there’s a recession, right? Like, it could last a while. Like, you may not wanna buy a bra in a couple months. You may not have the money to buy a bra. You might wanna turn that bra into a bed soon. That’s the only house you’ll have, is a bra. You’ll have a couple of sticks and some jeans and a bra and you’re just gonna be fastening that shit together to make a house.” —Sara Quin (via saraquinbanter)
That feeling when you can't finish a certain level in a video game.
I am the type of person who starts to tear up because of high frustration.
When you're so excited to talk to someone but you feel like they're not excited to talk to you.
I spend my time imagining shit that'll never happen.
“A baby smiled at me the other and I almost cried. It was the most human interaction I’d had in months.” —Sara Quin (via teganquinbanter)