sometimes i forget im a real person
this is such a weird thing but I understand.
i hate it when people call me funny because I feel like I have to say something really funny again and I just can’t handle that pressure
Raise your hand if you’re straddling the line between crippling anxiety and not giving any fucks about anything
i hope when im like 80 pokemon will still be a thing so that i can battle and victoriously wreck my grandchildren reminding them who the ultimate trainer truly is
I love when you become so close with someone that you can see parts of each other in one another and you begin to say the same things and steal lines from one another and have a similar sense of humor and can exchange an inside joke with just a glance you don’t even have to talk because you have such a strong connection with them and you can sit in comfortable silence but also talk for hours it’s really hard to find that kind of compatibility
team i can’t do math for shit but i can write a 3 page english paper in less than an hour
"God damn it!" i yell as i stub my toe on a table. suddenly from the sky, i hear god reply "okay". the floor splits open, revealing a pit to hell. god pushes the table down into the pit, and then it seals up. he actually did it. god damned it.