hold on

monaco gp is like. what if something happened. it won’t but what if

wore my thigh high boots on a walk today and we had to take a path through some long grass and while everyone else was rolling their pants into their socks and putting on jackets to protect themselves from ticks i was standing there smug as hell in my thigh high leather boots.

a hoe never gets lyme disease

girl dinner. fattest fucking plate of pasta you've ever seen in your life

sometimes i remember the desperate "is charles catching him or not" and i need to sit down and hold my head in my hands. what do you mean he had hope. what do you mean he needed some help and there was no one to help him. what do you mean he had to drive that last lap knowing all this effort was wasted. what do you mean he had to go on radio and console his entire team who were literally crying on the pit wall, tell them he's proud of them. what do you mean he went up on the top step and took it all in because he knew development might be going south and this might be the last time for a long time.

You show a cat something and they're like sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff ooooh I understand now. Don't care

sorry i never replied. everyday is blending together and i'm losing sense of time

almost any song can be about your family if you try hard enough

hate when im reading and theres a word i dont know so i search it in the dictionary and its like: beuperer. noun. a person who beupers. i'll fucking kill you