honestly if I survive the next 3 years of my life I will be impressed with myself
I try helping everyone else because I don't know how to help myself. But things have been so bad lately I can't even help anyone else. I seriously just don't know what to do anymore.
Its in these hours, when it seems like you're the only one in the world awake, that you lie there in your bed thinking about your life. You think of the past, you think of the right now, and you think about the future. When did the future switch from being a promise to being a threat? You think about the people in your life, your significant other, your friends, and your family. You think about every mistake you have made in your life, every mistake ever. You think about how you could have handled a situation differently, and you think how could that one little thing could have changed your life. These are the hours where you think about literally everything. These are the hours where you realize just how fucked the world really is.
19 cats who made poor life choices.
I scrolled past it too....but I couldn't resist going back up.
No one should scroll past this
Fuck you Carlos.
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Hopeless romantic. Realist. Indecisive. Oh, and hella gay.
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