I honestly love drunk girls so much, last night I was at a party and a girl started crying because she loved my hair
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Date the girl whose hair is a mess and steals your t-shirts and kisses you in front of boys who look at her admiringly. Date the girl who wants to dance in the rain with you and make tea for you and make you laugh so hard you snort tea out your nose. Date the girl who cares so much that she can tell something is wrong just by looking at you. Date the girl who will wrap her arms around you for no reason and pay attention when you talk about the things you love, even if she doesn’t love them herself. Date the girl who looks like a lazy sunday afternoon instead of a saturday night. Yeah. Just date that girl.
I think I might watch girl, interrupted right now and read the book. Has anyone ever seen it or read it? Is it good? thoughts?
One time in college, I had a fight with my boyfriend and was sitting outside crying, and a drunk girl came over and gave me a leaf to make me feel better.
amazing
i was on the train and 3 drunk girls saw me and said i had nice brown eyes so they sang “brown eyed girl” to me
I threw up at a frat party and I was crying in the bathroom and a drunk girl went upstairs to get me a shirt and came back with a sweater and a kitten.
Amazing
Drunk boys: will gather into a huge pack and harass people passing by.
At the last party I went to three drunk girls fishtail braided my hair by committee
a drunk girl drew an eye on the back of my hand and then patted it with satisfaction and whispered “count olaf”
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once at a barbecue a drunk girl gave the surgical scar on my shoulder a butterfly kiss and said “you’re cured”
A drunk girl at a bar I was at became worried that I wasn’t getting enough nutrition and proceeded to hold peanuts to my lips and just keep saying “peanut peanut” until I would eat it. And after I allowed her to feed me a peanut she pet my hair and said “Thank you”.
do you ever get those moments when you see a girl who is absolutely gorgeous and has the hair you want, skin you want, tan you want, face you want, body you want… and then you look at yourself and feel absolutely worthless and self esteem drops the floor? oh how i love being a girl
Today I ate a nutela waffle and I had a panic attack afterwards, it was the worst feeling I just wanted to die and purge. It happened while I was out with my dad.
- Me (explaining why I was so serious and numb): I just feel bad, some kind of desperate idk.
- Dad: why, because you ate a waffle?
- Me: not just because of that...
- Dad: *points a girl in a wheelchair that's passing by* look at that girl, she has reasons to be sad and you're just there, healthy and suffering because of a ridiculous thing.
- Me: you don't understand..
- Dad: i'm actually feeling ashamed of you
- Me: *thinks* if only you were in my head you would understand how badly I hate myself and how I haven't eaten in days so I can't stand the fact that I'm a stupid fat loser.
Maturing is realizing how many things don’t require your comment.
I feel like happiness is slipping away from me, this past months weren’t bad, they were different, but I’m still me and deep inside I still feel the same.
On sunday I was feeling a little bit down so my mom and her boyfriend took me to an animal shelter and that made me feel so much better. My mom can be either a bitch or the most understanding person on Earth, there’s no in-between.
- mom: you think these band members have nice hair and fashion now but in 20 years you will look back at these photos and say-
- me: look children it's your father
- mom: what
- me: what
