at this point i dont even feel like a real person i’m just 50% sarcasm and 50% tv shows
whose arms would I run and fall into
if I were drunk
in a room with everyone
I have ever loved.
i hate when you voluntarily tell your parents some information about your life because you think you can trust them and then they bitch at you for it like congrats you have guaranteed that i will never tell you anything ever again
ayyyyyyyy pizza rolls
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