It’s hard to imagine that when I will be 45 my son might reblog from me
the “i’m not afraid to verbally assault a middle schooler if they look at my kid the wrong way” haircut
I thought this was the “I would like to speak with a manager” haircut
it’s the annoying mom hair cut
"You still have a lot of time to make yourself be what you want."
he tried to be slick smh.
whenever i listen to a song from earlier than like 1995 on youtube and all of the comments are “im 12 and im listening to this lol fuck todays music(:”
following back tons♡
The thing that sucks about mental illness is that if you aren’t depressed enough, suicidal enough, bad enough, nobody cares. Nobody cares until you reach their standard, and that standard is when your problem is bad enough to effect them