so real
SOMEONE COMMENTED ON MY AO3 FIC IM ABOUT TO EXPLODE
OH MY GODDD PLEASEE
please god let conan gray’s new album make me feel the same way i felt listening to superache for the first time
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the wckd suits had me going feral
i just can't understand the idea of "one night stands". sex is such an intimate thing, and to allow a rando who probably doesn't even know your favorite colour is so bizarre. to let someone see you naked and at your purest state when you don't even know what they wanted to be growing up. having a "one night stand" with someone SHOULD have strings attached. and the past people you've had sex with shouldn't be known as "bodies". they should be people you once truly cared for, not someone you saw at a club for the very first time. idk it's just so bizarre to me.
omg this is beautiful
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CHAPTER EIGHT OF MY FIC IS UPPPPPPPP and theres an announcment aswell lol mb
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i can't believe that some people DONT like dogs like wtf you sicko get tf away from me
Spending adult money correctly
dont remind me 😭😭
— newt, jj maybank.
yknow college rory may have been stupid but them fits? ate DOWNNNN
oh how jealous i am of people with money.
its not even the people that have a lot of money, y'know like celebrities or the top 1% (fuck yall) or lawyers and doctors, not them.
but the people, the regular people, like me that's family have money. that have bathrooms in all five of their bedrooms. that have a pool in their backyard. that have every single kitchen appliance known to man. that shop at lululemon and brandy melville and hollister and h&m. that go on two yearly trips.
the people who grew up never seeing their parents worry about money. that never had to hear, "we need money for other things," or "y'know we can't buy that," or "maybe later." never had to not ask for something because you saw how much it cost. never had to beg their parents for $50 to hang out with friends instead of $20.
im friends with those people, that have money. and everytime i go to their house, i feel disgusting. its not that we don't have money, it's that they have so much more of it. and it's evident in everything about them. their clothes, their shoes, their hair, their skin, their makeup, their phone. their house, their room, their bed, their bathroom.
god, im so jealous.