I’m stuck between wanting to be an adult, accomplishing a lot, and contributing a lot to society and lying on my floor, ignoring my responsibilities, and crying to sad songs alone in my room.
Why is this my whole life
sorry but i think we should break up, it’s not you it’s-a-me mario
Having social anxiety is like waking up and battling a bear every morning and then having people tell you it’s not that big a deal because they had to deal with a chihuahua humping their leg once.
This is one of the most accurate things I’ve ever seen.
i’m glad we don’t have To hunt for our food any more.. i don’t even know where Sandwiches live