just gonna say this: if someone has social anxiety and they ask you something akin to ‘are you mad at me’ or ‘do you hate me’, it isn’t because they don’t trust you, it’s because their brain literally tells them that all the time
it’s not a personal slight, it’s insecurity caused by mental illness
I hate getting sad to the point where my body shuts down and all I can do is just lay there and think about all my problems
My mom will literally download any app.
where is one direction’s new album i demand a single the fuck i am dying little white lies will only hold me over for so long
""but that book character has blue/grey/light eyes so obviously they’re white!!"" ://///
my genetic game is weak.