Imagine if your follower count turned into money
I’m the shoulder you can cry on and the hand that smacks that ass
who cares about hashtags when there’s hashbrowns
stop being rude and start being nude
it’s so shitty when you finally realize someone who you cared so much about and wanted to be apart of your life so much doesn’t feel at all near the same way and could barely care at all about you
I WILL LITERALLY ALWAYS REBLOG THIS
This picture fucked me up
ah, yes. after a 13 hour flight to the states, i can finally watch the youtube video that wasn’t available in my own country
you know that quiet girl in class?
yeah she goes home and makes fun of you all on tumblr
what if the coins you find randomly at the bottom of drawers and in between couch cushions are actually from spiders trying to pay rent
If you could go anywhere in the world right now would it be to a “where” or to a “who”?
I was not prepared for this question