I’m the type of person who starts to tear up because of high frustration.

sodamnrelatable:

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(Source: shordaaaaay, via trashclown)

People are into the strangest and most fucked up things involving sex. A lot of which I find to be evil. I don’t even know what else to say except… WHY…ew. 

I understand you wanted to use the washing machine, but if there are things in there that are finished washing, how difficult is it to put it in the dryer? It’s just as easy as putting it in the basket ON TOP of the dryer. My goodness. I’ve been kind enough to do that for you previously. I even asked you if you used a special dryer sheet before actually doing so. I could be over reacting, but it’s just a pet peeve or something of the sort.

shaboogami:

why do people not do introductions anymore? like, fuck you for making me feel so goddamn uncomfortable!

Sadly, I’ve done this and of course experienced it as well. I’m an awkward person in the first place so I spaz in my own head and don’t do intros sometimes. I try, though, but I reckon I should try harder and be more aware.

How do you tell someone that they’ve been calling you the wrong name this whole time? Especially since I don’t want to get stuck talking to him. That may sound mean, but I don’t know him and he seems to really want my attention. As in, he’ll look at me the whole time he’s passing by me. It just creeps me out or rather just irritates me.

It’s hard to explain, but here I go…

I get easily irritated with men that look at me that way. I’ll go into Nico’s and the guys that work there will stare at me and most likely talk about me, I would pass by this little chinese place in Bashas’ and this guy would stare and do strange noises at me from the kitchen…. just things like that. I don’t like you, and I don’t even know you because you’re doing these things.

Leave me alone.

  • me: *forgets to text everyone back*
kissalyssa:

Steven met Chino fucking Moreno tonight at the Crosses show.
………………infinitely jealous girlfriend over here.

STEVEN WHAT THE WHAAAAAAT!!??!
I realize I’m no longer scared about being alone.

tranquili-tee:

I mean, I’ve got years and years and years to find that special someone. 
And then I’ve got years and years upon years to be with that someone.
So even though life might seem lonely, and you may be standing by yourself on a scary, long road, but there will be a time where you’ll find someone that syncs with you, that fits the puzzle piece of your heart. 
And you won’t be alone anymore. 

Why do you think it’s necessary to post that you are “fucked up” on Facebook? What if your work found your page? I realize sure, people like to drink, but all too many people like to get fucked up and be stupid. Yes, they could yell at me right now and say “well, you used to do it!” I know that, you know that, but I’ve learned how stupid it is and honestly I never actually liked it. I did it to be social, to fit in, to be accepted… and now I don’t really care. I’d rather be playing Minecraft or listening to James rage and eating strawberries and drinking water. Learn self-control. You’re 21 now. I don’t care if you can legally drink, show you know how to control yourself. You’re not a teenager anymore. There’s no excuse.

I don’t quite understand why it bothers me so much. It always has, even when I was partying. Doesn’t make sense to me…

Yes. This. And then I cry the hardest… it’s usually after everything gets built up.
I remember this feeling.
Still one of my favorite photos of myself.