I'm tired and sick of being the one who cheers up people when they're sad. Because when I'm the one in need of someone, nobody is there to make me feel better.
It's almost summer. Time to find out what my friends with swimming pools have been up to since last summer.
It's been a busy season for me, I don't get much free time.
My friends: wow what a perfect morning for a run. Me: wow what a perfect morning to go the heck back to sleep.
My silence is just another word for my pain.
No one can tell me what to do, how to do it, or when to do it. I'm single, I can do what the hell I like now and it’s great.
Sometimes I think to write lol at the end of every answer in exams.
The only way to fix this situation is to go back to when you asked me out and say no.
I can't read lips unless they are touching mine.
I don't care what gender you are, I will still call you dude.
I’m a humble person, really. I'm actually much greater than I think I am.
I'm slowly giving up.