Socially Awkward Sam

au where i’m not a useless piece of shit

this post has so many notes like are y'all okay

no, we’re depressed barbara

my favorite thing i’ve learned in college is that way back in ancient china there was this poet/philosopher guy who wrote this whole pretentious poem about how enlightened he was that was like “the eight winds cannot move me” blahblahblah and he was really proud of it so he sent it to his friend who lived across the lake and then his friend sends it back and just writes “FART” (or the ancient Chinese equivalent) on it and he was SO MAD he travels across the lake to chew his friend out and when he gets there his friend says “wow. the eight winds cannot move you, but one fart sends you across the lake”

let boys cry.

cuddle boys while they cry.

tell boys they’re pretty.

Give boys flowers

take boys on cute dates

Let boys wear makeup

compliment boys on their bodies

let boys wear crop tops

call boys beautiful

Let boys wear earrings

let boys pierce their bellies

Let boys paint their nails

let boys be belly dancers

let boys be themselves

this thread is so perfect.

This makes me so uncomfortable

WHY

i’m so jealous of people who can play piano because you can show off your skills so subtly, like, oh there’s a piano here i’ll tap out a fun song. but with any other instrument it’s like HERE I’LL JUST WHIP OUT MY VIOLA or GOOD THING I BROUGHT MY FRENCH HORN HERE WITH ME 

IVE BEEN CARRYING THIS UPRIGHT BASS AROUND FOR JUST THIS MOMENT

and he’s still choosing to sleep, that’s my kind of dog

WOAH WHAT?