me and my inner saboteur joining forces to engage in self destructive behavior like
when you’re a few dollars short and the cashier says its okay
at this wedding as a bridesmaid its actually very beautiful. im gonna ask the waiter what he thinks hold on
LMAOOOOOOOOOOO this waiter off his shits he has the real tea on the bride if anyone heard him hes SO fucked
oh fuck
Op what is the tea
anxiety: you’re running out of time, you gotta do everything Right Now
depression: okay but like nothing matters so don’t bother
me:
i’m like a romanceable npc if you compliment me once per day for a week straight you unlock the dialogue option to marry me
