"i’m looking forward to the memories of right now"
That’s one of my favorite lines of all time..that’s how you can tell if your living a nice life..ask yourself, are you looking forward to the memories of right now?…
Robot meets other robot…
“I must say that your face sounds familiar…”
I’m gonna die
Qbo is the cutest dang thing.
OH MY GOD
THE ROBOTS ARE FLIRTING
I was six years old, and I couldn’t wait to
grow up. I thought that being sixteen was
the perfect age. I thought my teenage years
would be filled with late nights, kissing boys
in parking lots, going to school dances just
to ditch them, sneaking out at midnight to
get drunk and wake up in my best friend’s
room. I thought that it would be filled with
adventure, and excitement, and I thought
that when I got my heartbroken, all my
friends would throw a slumber party just to
cheer me up. I thought that these years
were suppose to be the best of my life.
But all I got was late nights spent studying
for that geometry test I would end up failing.
Days filled with anxiety because I just can’t
fucking stop thinking about how much school
stresses me out, and low self esteem because
I was not the beautiful blonde girl every guy
in town wanted. I had my first shot at a party
that wasn’t even a “party” half the people there
were smoking pot in the back room, the other
half, drunk. My first heartbreak, I was left to
cry tears alone in my room, my best friend
became the pillow under my head that caught
every god damn tear I cried. This was not what
I imagined, but I am happy that six year old me
didn’t see it this way, because I’m not sure if
she would stick around for it.