I’m moody as fuck so if you want a relationship/friendship with me understand that there will be days that I will not care for your presence even though you did nothing wrong followed by days where you’ll be the only person that I want to talk to despite having nothing to say.
She’s Gone (by Frank Miller & Josef Rubinstein from Wolverine Vol.1 #4, 1982)
6 of 12: “Anxiety”
not a definition.
It does not know you,
nor does it own you.
girls, who were bullied most of their life and gain confidence at one point, should be feared most because they dont take anyone’s shit no longer and they will destroy you if you think otherwise
"but officer they were fucking with my clique"