I really want taco bell.
NEVER NOT WEARING FLANNEL
there are multiple posts tagged as “coffee is my lover.” the world is a beautiful place.
Life is about doing things that don’t suck with people who don’t suck.– John Green (via loveyourchaos)
misschloe: Maybe I’m alone in this, but I am done with “Somebody That I Used To Know” by Gyote. I’m done with hearing it, the remixes of it, all the covers of it. Just. Done. Can’t wait for everyone else to hopefully feel the same soon.
I should stop posting.
hi I’m alduin and I’m going to eat your soul
like my post for a tbh. hahahaha jk
I am not flexible enough to bite my ankle.
craving coffee at 4am and I ain’t even tired
I DON'T EVEN LIKE CATS.
I wish I was normal but being up at 3 and wanting to take my dog for a walk while listening to the 10 CDs I bought today could be worse. For you I mean. It could be worse for you. I could be dating your sister
solitaire is surprisingly easy to do while manic…
once again had something brilliant to post and forgot. Also I’m manic. And gay. Hahaha jk. About being gay. I’m not. Speaking of being not gay have mentioned how beautiful Bagley Williams is.? Cuz she’s really hot edit: I just realized my touchpad auto corrected H A Y L E Y to Bagley. Unfortunate. how do you do the cinnamon challenge?
oh oh! Ok so something totally different but complementing someone who is recovering from any sort of ED on their appearance is like a panic inducing thought for me. On one hand I want to tell them they look good but I really don’t want to trigger them in any way. Totally random. carry on followers.
I was about to post something awesome than I forgot.
when people think I’m smart
still there’s a whisper in my ear the voice of loneliness and fear– “C Minor” mewithoutYou
1950s lyrics: splishin and a-splashin, one time i was splishin and a-splashin. ooh, i was movin and a-groovin. yeah, i was splishin and a-splashin.
1960s lyrics: he hit me and it felt like a kiss. he hit me and i knew he loved me. if he didn't care for me, i could have never made him mad. but he hit me and i was glad.
1970s lyrics: my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling, i want to play with my ding-a-ling. my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling, i want to play with my ding-a-ling.
2012 lyrics: i'm pimpin where i'm winnin, thats just how i’m chillin. i'm smokin grits and sellin chickens, corvette painted lemons.
EVERY DECADE HAS BAD LYRICS NOW GET OVER YOURSELVES YOU INSUFFERABLE @#!*%
This is probably going to sound terrible but I almost wish my meds didn’t work as well as they do. I feel like there are so many more people who probably need help but because they don’t have any sort of diagnoses or aren’t in any sort of therapy. It’s like when you do a group project, except you don’t do any of it and you still get a grade because you’re group...
Maybe everyone wants to belong, to someone and...
fargles: -Jamie Tworkowski
The man that would not go away
fuckyeahspookyshit: As I was going down the stair I met a man who wasn’t there. He wasn’t there again today I wish that man would go away. Submitted by softkiss-weakknees.
jealousandsuspiciousfear: You set your mind on cruise control Knuckles grip the wheel in fear to let it go Love is empty, love is cruel, Love, it blindly breaks the rules. How could you have been a fool? It’s something all of us go through. You choke back tears, And swallow lies, But those wiper blades won’t fix your eyes, Count on have clouded vision for a least a little while.
not having Ivar’s