Do you ever think about an old piece of clothing you don’t have anymore and you’re just like “wait what the fuck happened to it?”
I HIGHLY commend those of you who can literally say “I don’t give a shit” and mean it. Like omg, maybe it’s just me.. But I’m so weak when it comes to certain things. Im like, “Im not texting back.. I don’t give a shit!” Ohhh but I do give a shit and it’s physically impossible for me to NOT care. I would do anything in the world for me to have the ability to disengage from my feelings for just a day. Fuck.
I feel this on so many levels.
i temporarily fall in love with like any guy thats nice to me at all like the checkout guy at CVS told me to “stay dry” this morning bc it was raining and i thought about him for like 2 hours after that
bro i love sports and women. i got to like 8th base with this hot babe “8th base whats that” she took me to the house she grew up in and showed me pictures of her dead relatives. We sat in the living room and she told me the stories of her life that lead to that moment. Like quicksand they, and that moment were gone and we left back into the cold world which we’d been spat into. It was raining