I used to walk into a room full of people and wonder if they liked me… now I look around and wonder if I like them.
It’d be nice to get a “hey I’d fuck you” every once in a while
I HATE ACCIDENTALLY HURTING DOGS THEY SCREAM AND THEN THEY ACT LIKE THEYRE SORRY AND ITS THEIR FAULT AND THEY TRUSTED YOU AND YOU FUCKING STEPPED ON THEM OR PICKED THEM UP WRONG THEY TRUSTED YOU AND YOU HURT THEM
this is what happens when you put a highlighter in the microwave in case you were wondering.
Receiving verbal confirmation that everything I say to someone was heard.