kiradax:

pros of turning 18: can legally do the stuff i already do
cons of turning 18: no longer the dancing queen

(via halfasiangirlproblems)

joshpeck:

inner—utopia:

Bless that one person in every group that is like “keep going, I’m listening” and encourages you to finish your story even when everyone else is talking over you.

(via twistedaether)

(Source: teenagenicks, via twistedaether)

lunasoraya:

its-tuesday-again:

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH STRAIGHT BOYS

This had me in actual stitches

(via grizzlybearspiritanimal)

Moving out is hard - moving in is even harder :(

I knew it was gonna be tough. I mean I have never lived with anybody except my family before, and even then they were all driving me crazy. The weird thing is that I predicted many things would go wrong, but so far none of the things I thought would be messed up has happened, on the other hand a whole lot of other stuff has messed up. First of I am having a lot of trouble living with my boyfriend. He is wonderful and I love him, but I am not sure he gets me at all. First of all He is playing WOW with his friends like 4-5 hours a day, where he just lies in the bed and plays and talks to his friends over skype, ignoring me completeley. Then there’s the smoking. And I don’t really mind, I smoke as well, but only like 5-7 times a day. He smokes constantly and his breath smells terrible. We don’t talk much. We just hang out different places around the house. Sometimes I go outside to read a book or something. Other than that everything we do involves TV or computers or our phones. Even when we sit down together somewhere he has his phone with him and checks it constantly instead of having a conversation with me. Of course there’s also the tiny complications like he never turns off the bathroom lights, and I am always the one who does the dishes. But I can live with  that. The main issue is the lack of communication, and I feel sooooo alone. He left for work this weekend, and he won’t be back before sunday. I am completely alone for 3 days, and I am bored out of my mind. I did my shopping, I did the dishes, I took a shower and the rest of the day I just layed here watching Glee, while desperately trying to get a hold of my friends. But of course they are all busy. It’s friday. People are our partying and whatever. And what am I doing? Spending my weekend on my ass waiting for someone who will probably just come home, give me a kiss and turn on the TV for entertainment. No. I won’t have this. Being alone is one thing, but when he is here I fucking need him to be here. I need closeness and sharing and hours of talking and understanding. If that is too much to ask, I should just move out right away. I know he is scared of loosing me. He keeps texting me telling me to go out and meet new people and make some friends. HOW CAN I DO THAT? HOW I ASK YOU? I am alone in a town where I know absolutely nobody. Am I supposed to just go down town and sit with some random people and start talking to them? I don’t know how to do that. I’m too afraid to embarass myself. I just want him to come home to me and talk to me and maybe take me out and just have fun. I miss having people around me, people who will listen and be interested in me and what I have to say. I just don’t want to give up on this life now, I want this to feel like home.