You are perfect. Stop wishing you liked someone else, or wishing people liked you as much as they like someone else. Stop trying to get attention from those who hurt you. Stop hating your body, your face, your personality, your quirks. Love them. Without those things you wouldn’t be you…
superheroes in new york? give me a break!
I don’t think parents understand that the point of summer is to literally do nothing until you get so bored of doing nothing that you want to go back to school
"He kissed you and you said ‘thank you?’"
”Well that was very polite.”