where are you tumblr boys? Come forth I say
y el sollozar de mi alma no me deja dormir
setting my alarm clock and laughing because who am i kidding
everyone is so mean
i care too much too fast
My outfit says no but my bra-pantie combination says yes
I don’t think i could ever get thing 1 & 2 shirts with anybody bc what if I get thing 2 I would forever doubt my self-worth tbh
that awkward moment when i have a legit crush on my gay TA
I just want to be famous so I can afford to look fabulous all the time ok
I need someone to stimulate my mind.
I need someone to challenge my opinions, my beliefs.
I need someone who I can have an intellectual conversation with.
I need someone who asks me questions that leave me stumped, confused even.
I need someone to teach me something I don’t know.
I need someone to disagree with me, backing up why they feel the way they do.
I need someone to talk to.
^Only that someone can feel free to fuck me against a wall.