- my friends: i love it when my boyfriend tells me he loves me
- me: i love it when my microwave tells me my food is ready
im gay
You know something’s up when your 53 years old Mum has a rash from making out and you haven’t been kissed in 8 months.
I dread the day that I meet someone who I like and likes me back. Because that’ll be the day I lose my freedom, from that day on I won’t be able to pick up my things and go wherever I want, I might be happy, but I’ll be trapped. I’ve built walls around myself so thick and high, in the hope that, that day never comes.
I have an infected foot, ew!
I miss England so much!
