I Have The Ability To Hate Everything Without Actually Hating Anything At All.

I like to sleep because I can dream, or at least I can pretend to dream.

And in my dreams there are things that I can call mine, things that exist especially and only for me.

Not like in the depressing reality where everything is ephemeral and nothing really needs me and therefore nothing can truly be mine either.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAA *explota*

taco taco, digo, viva México

Fuck overthinking

All my homies hate overthinking

irl relationships are always so fake.

Sure, you can say nice things to me and pretend you care, even waste some time with me.

But that's everything, you're just pretending, you don't care about me and there are more important people than me in your life.

If I were in a room with your real friends you would never choose me.

I hate socializing with irl people.

I hate socializing.

Me when I'm not perceived the way I want:

Guyss, I promise, I'm interesting if you'll allow me to be, just one chance-

*proceeds to remain silent, nod or shake their head and laugh nervously*

Nooo, you don't understand! you were supposed to answer that you love me and that you want to spend time with me and give me a lot of attention. Now I'll unfortunately have to slide a knife into your neck and break a few bones :(

💌 send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome >:p 💌

Yaaayyy!!~~ <33 luv ya/p

I never really got along with my cousin... whenever people ask me about her I just say "we're cousins but not necessarily friends". Today she posted a pic of her nephew because it was his birthday, I know him and have spent time with and honestly he is quite cute, so I told her to send him a happy birthday from me.

I don't know why that made my heart happy today, she also asked me how I was, and even though I don't deserve it because I haven't contacted her since we left school... It felt nice that such a kind person like her asked it. She has always seemed pretty to me because she is a very kind and inspiring person, sometimes I fantasize about having a heart as kind as hers, but I know I won't achieve it.

Someone attaching to me scares me so much, even more so if they do it so quickly.

Like, no, you don't know me well yet, you're going to get hurt, I'm going to hurt you, please don't

I don't like to look like a bad person (actually yes I am) by drifting away but I also don't want to hurt someone who is kind.