be a pal and like people’s text posts. reblog their selfies. respond to their questions. even if you don’t know the answer and even if you’ve never really talked to them before. there’s nothing worse that feeling alone on a website where everyone promotes love and friendship.
Sometimes I wonder whether I have any real intelligence or if I just have enough random bits of surface knowledge to bullshit my way through most things.
When I was like 8 my mom took sims away bc I made girls kiss lmao nice try mom I’m still gay
I need a make out session so intense that I forget all my problems and possibly my name.
buying clothes that aren’t black is hard