Tonight this guy asked me what my type was and my friend said “oh she falls hard for fuckboys”
And I had so much alcohol in me that I just broke down crying
How was your evening?
Concept: Cold Topic. The opposite of Hot Topic. You walk in and you don’t immediately feel a thousand goth eyes piercing into you. The music is peaceful and subdued and not destroying your eardrums. Lots of color and pastel shades. You find a ton of cute stuff and the lack of the ow the edge attitude is kinda pleasant. The salesperson offers you complimentary cupcakes. You find yourself in a welcoming atmosphere, but it’s a little too welcoming. Another salesperson appears except they look identical to the first one. You start to feel uncomfortable so you buy your things and head for the door. Then 5 more freakishly identical salespeople appear to obstruct your escape route. They don’t let you leave
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Claire’s
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S T O P
Claires.
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u know when ur growing out of phases and mindsets but u haven’t found where exactly ur shift in identity is going yet? that’s tonight’s mood
Pro tip: don’t use a fucking emoji when you’re letting someone down
I thought he was different but the only thing different about him was the way he broke my heart
Pro tip: when a girl apologizes for acting weird because YOU ARE WISHY WASHY WITH WHAT YOU WANT and then ASKS YOU WHAT YOU WANT
DO NOT say “it’s fine”
Bitch no it isn’t and you didn’t answer my fucking question
“I think we should just only be friends from now on”
THEN WHAT WERE WE BEFORE YOU SENT THAT TEXT BECAUSE IT SURE AS HELL WASNT A RELATIONSHIP
You’re not a horrible person for only wanting sex
Just fucking s a y s o