I CANNOT FUCKING BREATHE. THIS IS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE FUNNY, BUT I AM DYING.
um. WHAT.
Sometimes you have a whole lot on your mind and no one to talk to about it. Other times you have nothing on your mind and everyone to talk to.
Sometimes you just wish there weren’t rules, nothing was normal. Just everything was free game and you can say/do what you wanted. Is that too much to ask?




