once in kindergarten a girl asked me to write “super girl” on her arm since i was the only kid who could write so i wrote “shit” on her arm and i hid under the table for like 30 minutes then the teacher found me and yelled at me then called my parents and my dad laughed so hard he cried
The primary cause of unhappiness is never the situation, but thoughts about it. Be aware of the thoughts you are thinking.
There is no intensity of love or feeling that does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. It is a duty to take this risk, to love and feel without defense or reserve.
Guys can we talk about how great reversed gifs are
like we have the vacuums
we have the dirty stuff
we have the fixers
we have the ceptioners
and we have my favorite
like these are the greatest things in the world