when zanessa broke up i stopped believing in true love
no mom, do not ask that relative if they want to talk to me next on the phone.
who wants to give up on society and go live in a treehouse with me
i remember when i was 5 i used to take dancing lessons and there was this kid in 7th grade who’d make fun of me and call me “gay” but the jokes on him because i gave his younger cousin a handjob at camp so who’s gay now
i think you’re still technically gay
I tumblr more than I go outside.
There’s always gonna be that one person that you can’t get out of your mind no matter how hard you try.