“Stop faking your fucking orgasms. Society already tells young men that they run the fucking universe - if they can’t turn your cunt into a shooting star then for god’s sake, let them know about it.”—Some more little life lessons, by Daisy Lola (via sh-ocking)
You know them moments when you look in the mirror and you think holy shit that’s me because for some reason it feels like the person you’re looking at in the mirror is an unfamiliar stranger and you begin thinking about how you’re a person on a planet in a solar system in a galaxy in a universe and for a few minutes you ponder the origin and the meaning of existence and then shrug and return to your computer?
The problem is, if you create a whole different world just in your head, you kind of forget what reality feels like, you bottle up more and more and before you realize it, it´s too late and you are stuck in your own head and there´s no way out. To be stuck in your own mind starts to feel like living in hell.
So I talking to this guy and I’m trying to get to know him but he’s not really trying to get to know me. I’m thinking he’s the douchebag type or he’s just socially awkward, but he can’t be that socially awkward if he’s totally flirting with me. I doubt he wants a relationship. He just wants a hookup…