I don’t understand,
why do I stress a man,
when there’s so many bigger things at hand.
We coulda never had it all,
we had to hit a wall.
So this is inevitable withdrawal.
Even if I stop wanting you,
a perspective pushes true,
I’ll be some next man’s other woman soon.
I shouldn’t play myself again,
I should just be my own best friend,
not fuck myself in the head with stupid men!
Sometimes I think to myself, “do I really want to buy another chocolate bar?”
And then I remember that there is a super volcano under Yellowstone that is 40,000 years overdue and when it erupts it could potentially cover most of north America in ash and create a volcanic winter that kills half the worlds population
And I’m like, fuck yeah I want that chocolate bar
This is one of the most inspiring posts i’ve ever seen