Someone’s probably in love with you right now, even though you think you’re boring and stupid and smell bad most of the time, someone probably saw you last week and wiped their sweaty hands on the insides of their pockets and thought about your body under your clothing and about how you would look asleep in their bed.
Note to self: destroy all emotions and/or the entirety of attractive men with red-hair and beards. (Or both.) Fuck this, I’m going to watch Jimmy Neutron.
My heart hurts.Why do I choose broken boys? They want me to fix them—but when I can’t, they leave. And then I’m the broken one.
Dear future self,
I am really, really sorry that I drank two Diet Dr. Peppers and called it breakfast.