Sooo… I found this lighter in the couch of the lobby where I’m writing my paper and caught myself thinking “if I start a fire in here and get arrested, could I get out of my paper?” And then I realized what I was thinking and that thought just kinda… died. Like my GPA.
how did he know?
i just wanted to belong
“Ugh, why did I put in my contacts and then put on my glasses? I can’t read this post at all … Okay, that’s bett-WHAT DID YOU SAY?”
Cheers, fellow sluts
Sticks and stones.
what the fuck, you sluts didn’t invite me to the party?
fuck u got me
it’s the truth guys idk what the fuck i’m reading
The men of tumblr > everywhere else.
The men of tumblr.
I want to date them all.