Reblog if you do too. Just to prove that it is more normal than what people actually think.
You know why i love concerts? As soon as I’m on my way to the concert, every worry escapes my mind. When I’m in line, I’m the happiest person, socializing. And when I’m being squished by people in the crowd even though i don’t like people close to me, i don’t care. I’ll talk to anyone, let go and get bruised, i don’t care.
I don’t know about the whole talking to anyone because social phobia etc but yeah
|6-year old:||Mommy, why is that man dressed like a lady?|
|Mother:||That is a lady. She was just born with the wrong body.|
|6-year old:||How did that happen?|
|Mother:||Nobody really knows. But she's working to fix it, and that's what's important.|
|6-year old:||Okay! *runs up to obviously self-conscious woman*|
|6-year old:||Hey! Miss!|
|6-year old:||You look really pretty in your skirt!|
|*Kid skips back to her mom, and literally everyone in the vicinity smiles*|
|I'd just like to point out that it wasn't hard to explain this to a child at all...... Next excuse please?|
the only thing you need to know about public school is that people go hard as shit during classroom jeopardy review games. there are no friends here
what do you know? this house is falling apart
what can i say? this house is falling apart
we’ve got to money, but we’ve got heart
we’re gonna rattle this ghost town
i’m not sure what it is about “anna sun” that gets me every time i listen to it—it’s one of those songs that makes your bones shiver while it sends pinpricks along your fingers, making them itch. it makes me want something, but i’ve never been able to say quite what.
At what point do you take girls out of school altogether because boys can’t handle it?