when ur eating dinner at your friends house
and their parents start arguing
and you want to ask for the salt
but the salt is right in between their upcoming divorce
*points at lunar eclipse* what the fuck is this, some tumblr social justice bullshit?
I never actually say hi to my friends, I just make creepy faces at them from a distance.
imagine how radical being a pet fish is like youre just swimming around and suddenly it starts raining food
[fic doesn’t update for months] don’t you ever say i just walked away i will always want you
if i can see u typing a message for like 2 minutes and im waiting there in agony and it ends up just being “lol” i will never talk to u again