today me and my ex-boyfriend now ex-situationship exchanged christmas gifts today and tell me how this man remembered that my orchid was dying and bought me a lego orchid… to replace the dying one. i was flabbergasted. why do they develop critical thinking skills after the fact.
the only reason having kids sounds even remotely appealing is that they could have similar interests as me??? like ur telling me i could go buy u a silly little cosplay of anya and i can be yor and it would be so cute??? (dont be fooled the idea of crotch goblins repulses me)
i am purely and utterly sickened by the way i love so violently and ferociously when it comes to begging for something, anything. it tears away the very fibres of my being until i am but transparent scraps of flesh blowing gently in a breeze
hey twitter!! am i insane or is it really fucking weird that my bfs solution to him still talking to his ex is for me to meet her to “see that shes not someone who would steal me from you”?????????????