So, three days before I left for Poland for 2 months I threw a little party at my house and it wasn’t a particularly great party but I was too drunk to care but at one point, my head was in the toilet and Xavi was laying on the bathroom floor next to me and in between pukes I looked at him laying there and caught him staring at me and right then he told me “I think I’m in love with you” and idk but that’s the most romantic and genuine thing I’ve ever heard. That boy has perfect timing and I’m stupidly in love with him.
You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You are the same decaying organic matter as everyone else, and we are all part of the same compost pile.
I don’t want boobs anymore