The people who come running to hug you after you haven’t seen them in awhile are my favorite type of people.
don’t u hate when u leave the house confident and looking good but u don’t see anyone hot the whole day like what a waste
remember that girl you called fat?
she doesn’t care. at all. you don’t matter to her.
if u see me smiling in public it means im laughing at the jokes i tell myself in my head