i always think “if people want to talk to me they will” which is my reasoning for never really starting conversations so i’m permanently thinking no one wants to talk but what if they’re sat there thinking the same and it’s just this cycle of silence that never gets broken because i’m too stubborn to just put myself out there
oh sorry i was thinking about myself did you want something
It’s weird thinking that every picture on this website was taken by someone. Every room filled with cocaine and guns, every room with two people doing the baby maker, and every tropical beach in the middle of the ocean. Like damn what a life some people live.