My sister and my brother-in-law refuse to believe that Pansexuality is real and they laugh whenever the word is brought up. I’m fed up of it and I hate that they can’t accept that it’s a thing.
dating me means dating my anxiety and my random spouts of depression it means dating my panic attacks at 11pm or 2 am or 5am or anytime of the day for that matter it means dating my mood swings where i get really upset over everything about me and all my insecurities and how i’m not good enough because i’m never good enough
putting effort into a post
posting a crappy joke you made in 5 seconds
Raise your hand if you think we need another Hetalia movie, but with the new animation.