I’m too depressed for LA. Being depressed in NYC makes sense, it’s filthy, the trains don’t work, there’s rats everywhere, but when I’m on the beach in Santa Monica I’m like omg the rats are in me
a bi moment I had in high school was when a girl I had a crush on started dating a guy I had a crush on. worst day of my life at the time, but in retrospect it's very funny to me
I was telling one of my newer friends how "I'm not sure if I want kids", and she got SO offended and upset on behalf of my nonexistent child that I had to backtrack and change the subject....
we're clearly different types of people oops