There’s just so much stuff on Tumblr that evokes a depressive mood…
“They claim the shit I say is just wrong
Like nobody has those really dark thoughts when alone”
- Benefits when you're cute: More people notice you, more people talk to you, people listen to you, you get jobs easier, you get dates easier, it's easier to get into a relationship, people text you back faster, you get more followers, you get on those fuckyeah sites faster, you feel better about yourself.
- Benefits when you're ugly: you don't get raped.
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Anonymous asked: would you go to prom with a white girl? or a freshman sophomore junior?
I”m not sure if this is a comparison question because it’s comparing two totally different things or it it’s two separate general questions, but i’ll answer it as both
I would honestly go to prom with a white girl, as long as I know her and she’s chill/fun. Now, a freshman sophomore or junior? um… I guess I would have to take her… but since they’re going to eventually experience it, I would rather take a senior, or a close friend of mine rather than anyone not in my grade. However, if the circumstances prove to be favorable towards a one of them, I’d definitely choose a junior over a sophomore or freshman, but that’s if the situation is only probable towards a non-senior.
IF i were to choose between the two, I’d rather take a Korean junior, rather than a white girl, just because on average, I’m more comfortable with a korean, and the people in my prom group are mostly asians.
Maybe it’s this weather, but I’ve been getting just really tired and down. I didn’t think it’d be this hard, which means that I have to try even harder, only to expect nothing because of last time. Sometimes, I just want to give up because it feels like it’s only my effort that’s contributing. This with all the other stuff… it takes a toll. I really hope I’m wrong, and I guess I’ll just have to deal with it
It’s just one silly little picture… why do I still get upset
Talk to me please, don’t have much to believe in
I need you right now, are you down to listen to me?
Too many drinks have been given to me
….
I’m lucky that you picked up
Lucky that you stayed on
I need someone to put this weight on
I put my problems in a box besides my tightest rhymes
On a lock and key, buried deep of in my mind
When it gets too full, and I can’t close the lid
I spaz on my friends and my closest friends
