i’m never going to delete my blog so that in twenty years from now i can type my url, and scroll through somewhat of a time capsule and laugh at how much of a strange teenager i was.
Does anyone else lie in bed at 2:30am filled with the crippling fear that they’re never going to accomplish anything in life and fail miserably or is that just me
NOTHING IS BETTER THAN GOOD RICE LITERALLY NOTHING
NO RICE NO LIFE.
finally people understand me .
i need this right now
This is a seal with hiccups.
Santana: I’m the hottest
Pigeon: Surprise Muthafukaa.
"another terrible moment, i cant help it" a novel by me
i’m so sorry i feel so terrible, I’m gonna be miserable for the next 16 hours