you: that is a nice ass shirt
me: thank you but, to be honest, its called “pants” and not an “ass shirt”
If I’m dating you, you don’t need to get jealous of other people. I am with you, only you. If you ever think I’m flirting with other people, I’m not. There’s a reason why I chose you and only you. I only want you, no one else. You are mine. I am yours.
Anyone who dates me is extremely lucky because I don’t have the mental or emotional capacity to be interested in more than one person at once and I am way too socially inept to know how to flirt.
i was talking to a guy and he said “if there were no laws you could be raped at any point of the day” and i replied with “yeah and i could retaliate by stabbing the rapist, hey i mean there are no laws” and he said “rape isn’t that bad, stabbing someone is a little over dramatic” wtf.
PAINT YOUR NAILS WITH HIS BLOOD.
I have a massive fear that no one actually likes me, rather everyone is just politely tolerating me hoping I leave them alone
THIS. THIS. FUCK.
I FEEL THIS TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH