And we love that here. Be the weird one. If they remember, you won. You did something with you life. Someone is going to have a weird story for the rest of there life, and that weird story, is going to be about you. Do the weird things.
There is literally no amount of bullying that will ever make me care about your feelings and now i think youre slow as fuck for trying to get me to care. Dont you have some thighs to go slice? You are on tumblr after all. A part of growing up means realizing no one fucking cares about you, your feelings, your opinions, and you constant whining makes you look fucking slow. Not childish, literally fucking slow.