Or Any Casual Hang Out Im Involved In

or any casual hang out im involved in

Getting jealous by seeing your friends interact with their friends, but not the hate-type of jealousy, but the kind where you feel like the others are so much better being friends than you are so it seems like your friend doesn’t need or want you anymore and you slowly disappear.

Beautiful

He’ll let you pick what you want 

He’ll take you on a fishing trip 

He’ll give you affectionate noogies 

He’ll cheer you up after a bad day 

He’ll take you to the diner 

He’ll give you candy 

He’ll teach you about life 

He’ll help save your friend

He’ll punch a dinosaur in the face to save your pig 

He’ll teach you to fight back 

He’ll do what’s best 

He’ll save a weird cow for you 

He’ll fight off zombies and protect you 

He’ll sing for you 

He’ll help you break into a golf course 

He’ll wait for you and pick you up 

He’ll attend your play 

He’ll help you face your fears 

He’ll agree to do your pretend weddings 

He’ll let you do whatever you want 

Everything he’s ever done has been for you 

He’ll drop and election and go save you 

He try and give you good dating advice 

He’ll come check up on you 

He’ll sacrifice his memories for you 

He’ll punch a triangle for you 

He’ll throw a party for you 

He’ll wear your sweater 

And he’ll punch a bus driver in the face for you

BEST. GRUNKLE. EVER. <3

did you mean: my life

I have realized that when Im having a bad day the best thing I can do is push my bad feelings away and try and be nice and kind with everyone around me it always puts me in a better mood and who knows maybe those kind gestures will light up someone’s day

…I almost killed myself

I put on my sunglasses, to hide my swollen eyes, over my tears. I cried all my makeup off. Went inside to have a milkshake. I don’t know why. I wanted something to drink as I figured out what I would do. I got a soda and a milkshake. Medium. The cashier looked at me and with a line around the corner of the counter he rushed away from the counter “Hold on “ he yelled to a coworker.

I filled my soda and went back and saw him looking all over. I go up and he gets close and says “I made it a large”.

That was seriously enough for me not to do it. His kindness. Someone went out of their way and as I went back in my car to cry I realized I could muster through a few other days. A few more weeks. Then I came down from that panicky high of anxiety, depression, and pain. I finished my shake. And it was enough time to let me feel better. I… I’m alive. I’ll make it through.

Try and be nice today. Tomorrow. Something as much as a smile. It helped so much.

Thank you man at McDonalds.

The milkshake saved my life