i hate it when you accidentally pick off a bit of dead skin on your lip and you can’t stop until you’ve peeled your entire face off
on one hand cliche romantic shit irritates me but on another hand it’s like i want someone to fall in love with the way i laugh and knock on my window in the middle of the night to take me outside to look at the stars or go somewhere like i don’t care where it could be fucking walmart or burger king i don’t even care speaking of hands someone hold my hand just hold my fucking hand
friendly reminder to not be rude to picky eaters or make fun of them because some picky eaters are very insecure about being picky eaters and do not actually like being picky eaters!! and chances are theyre picky eaters for a reason!! which is important to them!! so please do not call them out or be rude about it!!
Who the fuck cares
people with eating disorders and allergies and health problems and anxiety care
if i see a mechanical pencil on the ground i will pick that shit up so fast
nobody in college gives a shit ive seen peope walking to class in heavy snow in sweats and a tshirt and flip flops ive seen people wear studio headphones in lecture ive heard so many professors curse its really some next level shit and high school did not prepare me for it
I was not prepared for university particularly this one lecturer that would slip in a photograph of fisting into presentations to check we were paying attention