the worst thing about speaking two languages is trying to use an expression from one language that fits perfectly into your conversation but the other person won’t get it
i dont speak two languages but i speak fandom so i sort of get this
a plus-side to being my friend is that you can come to my house in your pajamas and i will not judge you because i will also be in my pajamas
“i don’t watch tv” proudly says a person who spend 8 hours a day in the internet
watching tv shows online
i hate when you voluntarily tell your parents some information about your life because you think you can trust them and then they bitch at you for it like congrats you have guaranteed that i will never tell you anything ever again
Jesus Christ, I’m not afraid to die. I’m just a little afraid of what comes after.
I JUST WANT TO BE ABLE TO GET NICE TATTOOS AND TRAVEL AND GO TO LOADS OF CONCERTS AND MEET NEW PEOPLE AND VISIT AMAZING PLACES AND COSY COFFEE SHOPS AND ADOPT CUTE PUPPIES AND SLEEP IN THE BACK OF A TRUCK WITH A PLETHORA OF BLANKETS AND STAR GAZE AND TAKE PICTURES OF NICE THINGS AND JUST NOT CARE ABOUT ANYTHING