I feel so proud when friends tell me their parents like me. Like damn right they do, I am a delight.
→ 1.21 An Apple Red as Blood
I have literally reblogged this so many times like
DOES IT EVER BOTHER U THAT THERE IS SO MUCH STUFF ON THE INTERNET LIKE I COULD LITERALLY TEACH MYSELF A NEW LANGUAGE OR LEARN CHINESE ETIQUETTE OR READ SOMEONE’S BLOG FROM ACROSS THE WORLD AND THOSE ARE JUST THREE RELATIVELY PUNY EXAMPLES BUT INSTEAD I JUST SIT HERE REFRESHING MY DASHBOARD
the only nation i will ever rule is procrastination
*sees a dog* *gasps loudly*
we need to talk buddy„„„„„,ur way too cute„„„„„,tone it down a bit„„„„„,im tryna sleep but ur cute ness is keeping me awake
one girl scrolled past this and woke up without boobs
Forever reblog cuz I don’t wanna wake up without boobs.
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