friend: “i can only bring one friend. wanna go?”
do you ever feel like you’re just sort of
like all your friends go out and do things and have fun and do stupid things with their best friends and instead of doing all that you’re just sort of this mildly entertaining thing that people take an interest in once in a while but they wouldn’t really care if it was gone
like you just sort of exist but you don’t really mean anything
my life in a post
I wish my friend would understand…
You know what? Fuck you. I am strong. I am smart. I’m sexy as fucking hell. I’m better than you could ever hope to be. I’m a damn good friend. And I will fucking win. There may be a thousand demons riding on my back trying to keep me down but I will fucking win because at the end of the day I’m the strongest mother fucker around and ain’t nobody or nothing gonna fucking tell me otherwise, bitch. So suck it.