Sometimes I wonder if there really are any happy people left, and then I wonder how it would be possible if there were.
Hello. Name's Salem. As usual, my blog is what the inside of my head looks like.
I fear I’ll never feel loved, because no one loves the way I do.
School just started last week and I’m already so overwhelmed, stressed, anxious, and ready to give up on everything.
The Entire Scarlet Queen Fandom’s Reaction to THAT statement about Will and Ana Possibly Not Getting Their Happy Ending:
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| Krusty Krab Unfair
| Mr. Krabs is in there
| Standing at the concession
| Plotting his oppression
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"What, are you going to be playing video games when you’re in your thirties?"
we praise men for the most trivial shit like “omg he buys you pads and chocolate!!!! hubby material!!!”
I spend so much time alone that if I was ever falsely accused for a crime I would never have an alibi