It’s hard to think that one day you’re having fun with your best friend, that knows everything about you. And than the next day they never text you back or anything. You’ve met someone that replaced me. But you said that we would be friends forever. I don’t even feel like you’re my friend anymore. I always thought you liked me as a friend but I guess I wasn’t trying hard enough. I wasn’t good enough for you to tell me things or anything. I told you everything. I wasted personal information on someone who doesn’t care. I need to stop telling people so much stuff about me. I’m good at pushing people away. But I need to work on it.
I don’t wanna go to work. I don’t wanna grow up. I’m not going, I’m going to stay home and watch Mulan
another day, another moment where I can’t not reblog this
I’ve been waiting so long to find this.
Do twins have the same sized dick?
Both reactions work
Base By: Jahrenesis