How to know which boy you like:
1. Get very drunk
2. You will cry about the boy you like
It’s exciting when you find parts of yourself in someone new you meet.
it’s so weird how grapes don’t really taste like anything on the outside. like if you just put a grape in your mouth it doesn’t have a taste. but then you bite down and you’re like whoa. that’s a grape
I am coming to terms with the fact that loving someone requires a leap of faith, and that a soft landing is never guaranteed.
I wonder if anyone ever looks at me while I’m doing something and thinks I’m pretty. Because I do that all the time to people.
I really, really, really don’t like white people. My head is pounding.
I knew some bullshit would pop up because of that post.