Music, Unicorns, Kisses, Singing, Dancing, Writing, Rain, Poetry, Tumblr, Friends, Laughter, and of course, Four Lads from LIverpool.
I don't bite. (:
Plus, I follow back. (:
I don’t even care if you go in my ask box to ask me about me. I don’t care about me, and neither should you. But if you ever need to vent or tell your story or get something off your chest, I’m here. If you just need to dump all your feels or just talk to someone, I’m here. If you want someone to know you, I’m here.
Seriously, Every hour is honesty hour.
do you ever look back at your relationship with someone on the internet and just think oh my god i’m so fucking glad i clicked follow they make my life so much better
Thank you so much. :D
expectations of summer: going to the beach every day, water fights, parties, random day trips, barbecues
reality of summer: moving your laptop so that the sunlight doesn't reflect on the screen when you're trying to blog
i do this cute thing where i distance myself from people because they seem so much happier without me and i don’t want to ruin that
a girl walks into a classroom wearing a spaghetti strap shirt. immediately every boy within a 50 yard radius gets a raging erection. the teacher attempts to present a lesson but to no avail, no one can hear over the sound of every male student masturbating to this girl’s shoulders. why couldn’t she just wear a long sleeved shirt
One time when I was little I ran away from home because I was upset but I just took left turns because I wasnt allowed to cross the street so I ended up back at home it was really embarrassing