Tumblr is like when you were young and took a stack of magazines and cut out your fav. pictures and made a collage. Then you’d cut out words like “SEX” and “DRUGS” and paste them all over it.
What if the person you were meant to be with could never be yours?
Do you ever sometimes think dirty thoughts when you’re in a public place and then start to think about if someone is telepathic so you start throwing around random things in your head like oooh cupcakes
you’ve become so
damaged, that when
someone wants to
give you, what you
you have no idea,
how to respond.