When I commit to a person, I FUCKING COMMIT. If their depression, anxiety or life comes knocking, you bet your ass I’m at the door with a double-sided axe waiting for a good fight.
You can’t expect people to always be happy, even if they are in love. Because life doesn’t stop for anyone. But you can be there for the good fight.
i aM FUCKING HOWLING WITH LAUGHTER
"at my school the cop from DARE passed around 3 joints to show everyone and he said "if i dont get all three of these back this schools getting locked down and everyones getting searched till i find it.." and like 30 minutes later when everyone got to see ‘em and they got passed back the cop had 4"
“fuck it” tends to be the last thought running through my mind before making any final decisions