I fucking hate it when you’re in such a fantastically giddy mood and then you see one simple little thing that makes you think, “oh” and then you just get this empty feeling in your chest and you get nauseous and the world just crumbles and you want to just lay under a blanket and close your eyes and fall asleep and never wake up.
Apparently you can’t have problems if you’re not a starving African child.
Apparently you can’t have problems if your parents are still together.
Apparently you can’t have problems if you’re a white girl
or if you’re a heterosexual male
Apparently you can’t have problems if you get good grades.
Apparently you can’t have problems unless someone else justifies them.
(Source: ohioisonfiire)
