what happened when i entered the internet world
I can’t not reblog this, it’s my life in a gif.
the story of a man and his unlikely friend
my friend Pete literally makes me cry with his snap stories
this is me, i am pete, love me
Dogs copying a baby crawling.
I’ll be 24 soon. I still don’t know what I want for my birthday.
Every year I get asked what I want for my birthday, I never know what to answer. I do know what I want but it’s totally ridiculous to want it since I’m a human being. All I want is the perfect day. I want a day where I don’t have to worry about anything, bills, money, my family, politics, religion, etc. I don’t want a present, a party, or a drink(they do help ease the pain though). I just want a happy day, a day that reminds me of being a child again, but better than when I was actually a child. This year particularly, I’m not sure how that’s going to happen though, I seem to lose the possibility of that day more and more as time passes. This birthday will bring me a painful reminder of things that I just hate being reminded of. I guess when I turned 22 I should have definitely appreciated those cupcakes more. This past year will remind me of always thinking much farther when making decisions. 23 will be a year in which I didn’t grow, but instead I went backwards a few steps but learned that I do have to be able to count on myself through everything. I learned that promises can at any time turn to lies. After this year I will always feel as if a part of me was ripped out. Oh well I never mattered much anyway. Happy birthday me, I hope you have an awesome day, the moon won’t ever write a letter, but it’s okay she’ll always be there.