the moral of the story is never have feelings for anybody ever
- me: i'm just going to rest my eyes for 5 minutes
- me: wakes up february 5th, 2098
on a scale from 1 to 350 degrees fahrenheit for 14 minutes or until golden brown, how done are you
do you ever just want to redecorate your bedroom and change your hair and all your clothes and completely reinvent yourself but then realise it takes time and money then retreat to your bed and hate who you are
It’s a bit depressing how most human friendships die off eventually. It’s strange that people look back on their past relationships with regret or sadness, but during the actual drifting apart and the gradual separation, both sides feel nothing. Once the initial excitement of a friendship wears off, we’re left with a quiet contentment that can easily fade away.