Me, Seeing Someone Left Me A Comment: Screaming, Running Around The Room In Circles, Kicking My Feet

SO THE ONLY REAL PROBLEM WIH OUR GENERATION IS FINDING A GOOD WAY TO SPEND ITTTTT

when school ends and it starts to sound like there’s a hundred and four days of summer vacation and school comes along just to end it

i can't believe that some people DONT like dogs like wtf you sicko get tf away from me

Spending adult money correctly

YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE YOUUU AND I HAVE A FEELING THAT YOU LOVE ME BACKK <3

WE'RE SAT IN MY BEDROOOOMMM AND I HEAR YOUR HEART LIKE A TRAIN ON YHE TRACKS <3

YOURE EYES ARE LIKE HEAVEN YOUR VOICE IS LIKE RAIN <3

ELEVEN ELEVENS THEY ALL HEAR YOUR NAME <3

IM TOO SHY TO TELL YOU THE WORDS ON MY MIND <3

I HOPE YOU CAN SEE IF YOU READ THROUGH THESE LINES <3

THAT I WROTE THIS SONG ABOUT YOUUUU <3

SOMETHING I WISH YOU KNEWWWW <3

SOMETHING IVE TRIEDDD TOOOO SAYYYYY <3

BUT NOW ILL SAYYY IT STRAIGHTTTT <3

I WROTE THIS SONG ABOUT YOUUUUU <3

my grandma is dead. it was my parents wedding anniversary. my dad bought flowers and a cake. i came home screaming, "happy wedding anniversary!!" only to be cut off by my dad. he pulled me aside and said, "grandma's dead."

my grandma is dead. it's my mother's birthday february 1st. she's turning 49. my brother was meant to come home and we were gonna plan a surprise for her.

my grandma is dead. ten minutes after i found out, i took my dog out for a walk. i left at 4:20. i came back at 5:30. i was crying the whole time.

my grandma is dead. the grief came in waves. i would remember, then cry, then stop. and then remember, then cry, and then stop. remember, cry, stop. remember, cry, stop.

my grandma is dead. the last thing she said to me was, "stay safe. ill see you next time,". now there is no next time. the next time will be me infront of her grave.

my grandma is dead. i was too scared to talk to my mom. too scared to look at her. i would cry if i did. and i can't cry infront of my mom about her mom dying, that's rude.

my mother's mother is dead. she has no parents any more. when we went to visit her, my mom would tell my cousins and aunts and uncles that her mom was fine. she was bedridden but could still speak, she could still remember everything, she only had trouble hearing. she would tell everyone that that's how strong her mother is. was.

my grandma is dead. and god i miss her. id only ever seen her 12-16 times. me and my family live in the us, but everyone else lived outside the us. traveling home costs a lot, and so we could only go once a year. but i wish we went more. i wish i talked to her more. i wish i sat with her more. i wish she was still alive.

my grandmother is dead.

dont remind me 😭😭

And just when life was looking good, your favorite blonde dies.

— newt, jj maybank.

as ive said, im watching gilmore girls rn. and she's with logan and jess js showed up again. and OHHHH MAAAA GAWDDDD HES AMAZING??????? HES NOT A DOUCHEBAG???? AND HES SMART AND HE GOT HIMSELF TOGETHER AND FIXED HIMSELF UP?????? AND HE WROTE A BOOK AND CAME DOWN TO HAND DELIVER IT TO RORYY???????

HE. HAND. DELIVERED. IT. TO. RORY.

JESS SUPREMACY PLEASEEE >>>>>

YALLLLLL HAPPY FUCKING PRIDE MONTHHHHHHHH🥳🥳🥳🥳

BITCHH ITS OUR TIME TO SHINE SO GET OUT THERE AND SHINEEE.

NO MATTER WHAT YOU IDENTIFY AS, YOU ARE LOVED.

SHOW OFF OUR LOVE LOUD AND MOTHERFUCKING PROUD.

ITS YOUR MONTH.

IT IS OUR MONTH.

"maybe in another life."

shut the fuck up. shut the FUCK up. 'maybe in another life', motherfucker WHAT OTHER LIFE???? THIS IS ALL WE GET.

we have this life, THIS LIFE, and that's it. so if there's something that you want to say or feel or whatever the fuck, then do it. fight for it. and fight hard and passionately and make sure that your fight is known.

we get once chance. bitch.

reading books is so fun omg. even though it's the author that's wrote the words and the author directing how the story plays out, it's my mind that comes up with how the characters look and how the setting looks and how the characters talk and everything. no matter how well they describe it, my mind can make "beautiful brown curly hair that flows past her shoulders" look like a million different things. and so can yours. how fucking fun. even if we read the same exact book, it's gonna look different for everyone.

and people still say that reading is boring.

bro i literally do not know what to fucking write for my damn fic😭😭its gonna be a damn MONTH since i last updated ts and im NOOOWHERE near done. im not even fucking like halfway. i actually skipped writing a bit cuz i didnt know wtf to do and then wrote a bit more and then JUST realized that i have to write all that shit too. and like theres a LOT that i skipped over😭😭 and i have no motivation to write cuz idk what to do. like ill sit down and get ready to write and then ill put music on (cuz i write w music) and i forgot about the fic and jammed out to my music while putting makeup on. or ill js watch my netflix show. or ill see my pinterest tab open and go there.

im so fucking screwed