do you ever see your face from a different angle and have a mental breakdown
I’m in this weird stage where I don’t really like myself, but I don’t really care anymore
constantly torn between “if it’s meant to be, it will be” and “if you want it, go get it”
let’s play a game called “are you staring at me because im hot or ugly”
are straight boys obligated to touch the top of every door frame??