Wholeheartedly agree.
I don’t get help because I am the helper.
I’m sure I’m not the only person who can relate to this. You’re the friend who helps everyone, gives them advice when they need it, tells them they’re perfect when they feel ugly, and help them with their relationships even though you’ve never been in one yourself. But then the time comes around for you to be sad, for you to need help, and they’re not there to give it. Sure, sometimes you may not tell people you need help when you need it, but when you do tell everyone just ignores the fact and continues on with their lives like you don’t matter. And then the next day they come to you for more help.
I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t even care if I get their help or not. I wouldn’t even know what to do if they did offer help, I’ve never been on the other side of the relationship and I would feel out of place if I was. I’ve become better at dealing with my feelings and problems myself rather than telling anyone or even anything.
I’m violently opposed to the idea of the shooter being a “secret gay” the very idea infuriates me
this video is so well done it deserves an oscar
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AND WATCH IT SPIN!!:D
iliketomakecomics on reddit
me getting some Irish dick: oh please don’t stop
him: aye ya loike that do ya? Wud ya loike if ah went harder? Wud ya loike that ya little sloot?
me: uh…. y…yeah….
him: whut was that?
me: uh… aye….
him:
<3
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