I have this bad knack.

I always meet the most amazing new people and we always hit it off with near-perfect chemistry. The problem is, I never stay friends with them. Our relationship always ends up with the other person drifting away and forgetting about me. Every week I think about all these people who left their mark on me, and I lament why they’re no longer still in my life.

Just now, I knew for certain that it was going to happen once more. Then the thought that I’d have to repeat this pain and longing for the rest of my life hit me like a train. Every time, someone comes in and makes themselves a nice home in my soul before eventually leaving, but never packing up. Who knows how many more of these people I can take?

I suddenly don’t feel like talking to anyone I don’t already know anymore. Maybe its cowardly but I’m sick of this hurt. I dislike having to write all this here but my brain decided it against my better judgement, so there.

I go into McDonalds to get a soda & there’s some fat girl making fun of this mentally disabled kid

the-absolute-funniest-posts:

Me: You know, that could happen to any one of us. You don’t belong making fun of someone like that, what’s wrong with you?

Girl: God gave me a mouth to speak & I’m gonna use it.

Me: Well, God gave you a mouth to eat too, but you abused that privilege.

Girl: -Speechless-

Me: Oh, & you might wanna wipe that ketchup off of your chin.

Girl: -Goes to wipe chin-

Me: No, your other chin.

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(Source: jennnnabenna)

I got a boner yesterdat just by talking to somebody I knew

And none of the topics we touched were of a sexual nature.

Wat.