my favorite college experience is when i had a 7am class and the kid next to me literally poured a monster energy drink into his coffee said “i’m going to die” and drank the whole thing
"I hate when people tell you to cheer up because some day you’ll find “the one”. Fuck that. Fuck the idea that finding that person is going to make you the happiest person in the world. Learn to make yourself happy. Learn to enjoy your own company and realize that you don’t need “your other half”. You are a complete person already. Stop wasting your life pining after people who don’t care and stop searching for someone who will. People will walk in an out of your life and, yeah, it’s going to hurt. But you’ll be a hell of a lot happier when you focus on living your life for yourself and not in search of this mystical other half."
We’re nearly half away through another decade and I’m still sitting here doing absolutely fuck all.
I’m actually laying here.