It’s actually so depressing when you make someone your first priority that you can’t even go to sleep without talking to them, when the other person barely cares about you and you’re just another regular person to them.
typical: i beat myself up over little things
chenyakumo: hey so i know this is tumblr and we all have a lot of different opinions but fuck wasps
1950's lyrics: Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfilled. For, my darling, I love you, and I always will.
1960's lyrics: When the girl in your arms is the girl in your heart, then you've got everything.
1970's lyrics: I hope you don't mind that I put down in words, how wonderful life is while you're in the world.
2012 lyrics: Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt.