i dont even have guilty pleasures anymore i just like stuff and if people have a problem with that they can go fuck themselves
i often fantasize about what it would feel like
if i smashed everything in my room
and burned all my old pictures
and cut off all my hair
and dyed it green
like if i took everything holding me back
and destroyed it all at once so i could be free
but instead i find myself curled up on my bed
mumbling “shut up” to inanimate objects
because i can feel them judging me
Juno: I think I’m in love with you.
Bleek: You mean as friends?
Juno: No… I mean for real. ‘Cause you’re, like, the coolest person I’ve ever met, and you don’t even have to try, you know…
Bleek: I try really hard, actually.
― Sarah Rees Brennan (via psych-quotes)