My dad gave our 2 month old English bulldog puppy a taste of strawberry Popsicle today. This is true happiness.
You are not entitled to your opinion. You are entitled to your informed opinion. No one is entitled to be ignorant.
Sometimes, I feel like ripping apart my skin and searching for a reason for why I feel this empty.
Maybe my veins are tangled, or something is lodged in my ribcage. Because it feels like something inside of me is missing or broken.
|Me:||I won't let it bother me I won't let it bother me I won't let it bother me|
|Me:||*lays down to sleep at night*|
|Me:||It bothers me, actually it really fucking bothers me, so let's lay here and think and stress about it instead of sleeping.|