Fandom Panda

"slut era" i say as i rot and decay in my bedroom and watch the years pass me by as i miss out on core experiences other people my age are having while i think about the past

"it's just stress" oh thank god, it's just the silent killer that slowly kills you, perfectly harmless, no need to worry

I wish I had real friends. I wanna hang out in someone's bedroom. I want someone to randomly call me. I want to get a text when I'm bored at home that they're parked outside my house. I want to be surprised on my birthday. I want to be taken to a random parking lot in the middle of the night when we're getting rowdy. I want to be invited to lunch on weekends. I wish I mattered that much to anyone.

When Sally Rooney wrote, “I am not a religious person, but I do sometimes think god made you for me.” And Emily Brontë wrote, “Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” And Paulo Coelho wrote, “I realised that he was my other half , created just to be with me, and I with him.”

not my circus not my monkeys but thanks to my mutuals i know some of the lore

crazy how i find myself thinking i've got a handle on it all finally and then i see the ways that other people tangle their lives together so easily and live so easily together with their friends and i feel like that girl at the top of the stairs painting by norman rockwell