Who gives a shit if you don’t finish college. Who gives a shit if you marry young. Who gives a shit if you say ‘fuck the world’ and go against everything your parents want. Do what makes YOU happy. And don’t you dare give a shit about what anybody else thinks.
look at these things
they’re like tiny
but instead of breathing fire they squeak and cuddle
and they have funny ears and noses
I mean really
bats are amazing
This post is so fucking important to me
And if you call me at 4 am, too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep. If you need to cry I will not wipe your tears away because you are only human and sometimes tears are as close to laughter as you can get and that’s okay. If you get sleepy I will let you drool on my arm and I won’t laugh at you if you snore too loud. If you need to yell so hard that your voice cracks and your knees fail I will hold you up and yell with you. If you get so angry you punch your hands red I will ice your knuckles and tell you that wounds heal both inside and out, and just like the cold that is harsh and burning, I will always be the warmth to soothe you and make you feel better. I will love you.
|me:||I am not supposed to care about this trash character I am not supposed to care about this trash character I am above this I do not like nor do I care about them|
|me:||fuck. no. stop. you stop that right this second. your tears are supposed to make me smile not feel as if I've just seen a kitten drown why is this happening|
LOOK WHAT MY CHEM TEACHER PUT ON MY TEST
NO TEACHER WRITES LIKE THAt
THIS IS MY CHEMISTRY TEACHER NOW STOP CALLING BS
hes showing this post to all his classes now
tell your chem teacher to change his theme
You don’t need to buy me expensive things or take me out to dinner every night or even every weekend. I don’t need the world or want the world. I want the little things. If you push my hair out of face or rub my back. Or if you randomly kiss my cheek. Or text me randomly saying you miss me. Or if you make a tweet about me or post a picture of us. Then that’s all I care about. I want the little things. I care way more about that, than anything else.