Imagine being so disillusioned that you’d rather be like any other weeb talking about how ho’s are the women (who don’t exist) that you’d rather reflect yourself as any stupid guy of the boatds and their soyjaks than invite more people to be interested in what you love, but I guess it’s better to goon and keep complaining that no one is as interested in this thing as they used to, that no one makes “the “good” content (that you don’t want to do neither) anymore.

Anyway, one more day without you being able to dedicate these words to someone :
She makes me feel less lonely
Love everything you told me
I know she’s my one and only
When I’m with you I don’t care
About anything that’s out there
I love your eyes and your hair
I love everything we share

anon and woaw girl kiss eachother and they live happily ever after

what is this babble

totally true