I need a fuccinq boyfriend this is not a drill! attention all boys I curved within the past year: reschedule !
- nice friend person: hey, how've you been?
- me: capitalism is crushing me. i am barely surviving. i am full of toxic resentment. i want revenge.
ok i kid you knot
i like to pretend i’m in ~emotional anguish~ just to not to do homework overall like what’s next candy crush_
lol like i wanna take by heart that whole thing about the idler wheel being wiser than teh driver of the screw but that’s cause i’m beyond ridiculous.
and then they all act like children and i just don’t have the energy to call them out on their immaturity and feel complicit and immature myself but i don’t feel i deserve to endure those things and i just want to have fun and study and be passionate about ~numbers~
like there’s probably nothing more uncomfortable than my male straight friends telling me about their crushes like i feel they expect so much out of telling me that kind of stuff and i automatically become so judgmental and then ashamed and then i just nod and say “oh ok” and change subjects and everyone is just so let down.