The problem with the world is that we’re all liars. We’re all hiding something. We do this for protection. Whether it’s for social reasoning or sanity. At some point in time the truth explodes and everything feels wrecked. Disastrous. But just like the decision we make to lie, we make the decision about who going through the wreckage is for after.
this guy at my school wears really short shorts all the time and i asked him why he doesn’t wear normal cut shorts and he said “if the sky is out, then my thighs are out” god bless
- ― Zig Ziglar (via psych-quotes)
i want people to know i’m struggling but i don’t want people to know i’m struggling do you see my problem
In grade 8 I really hated this girl so I collected the sugar from my pack of sour patch kids and gave it to her saying its cocaine and she actually snorted it and at recess she pretended she was high and she was called crack whore for the rest of the year. Now she does real crack and blames me saying I got her addicted. She still doesnt know it was just sugar