Taste the disaster.

Right now, there are people all over the world who are just like you. They’re lonely. They’re missing somebody. They’re in love with someone they probably shouldn’t be in love with. They have secrets you wouldn’t believe. They wish and they dream and they hope, and they look out the window whenever they’re in the car or on a bus or a train and they watch the people on the streets and wonder what they’ve been through. They wonder if there are people out there like them. They’re like you, and you could tell them everything and they would understand. And right now, they’re sitting here reading these words, and I’m writing this for you so you don’t feel alone anymore.

When girls are on their period: Girl; “Hey can you check for me?” Friend; “Yeah walk in front of me. *looks at butt* Nope, you’re good.”

Did you know that in Japan there are 3 ways to say “I love you”? You say “Daisuki” for friends and girls you like, you say “Aishiteru” for a more serious relationship and you say “Koishiteru” to the person you want to spend the rest of your life with. And they follow this rule. That is one of the things I admire about them. They didn’t make “I love you” lose its meaning like us.