i basically assume that people don’t like me unless they explicitly tell me they like me and then periodically remind me
(via bringmethelsd)
my milkshakes bring all the boys are the yard and they’re like “your friend is hot”
(via beauty--is--dead)
instead of learning from my mistakes i like to dwell on them until i have a panic attack
(via whitn-ey)
(Source: idgafimawesome, via ghetto-sexual)
