anyone else get like insecure abt talking abt things ur currently obsessed with? its like i have this deeply engraved paranoia that ppl will make fun of me for the things i like. Probably stems from middle school but I HATE IT
that moment when youwhen you make out w the hot guy you met outside a halloween party and ur skeleton face paint smudges but his green alien body paint doesn't budge and u start to get a little suspicious