I have been waiting a whole year to reblog this.

him: i have a mommy kink me: okay…..im supposed to act like ur…mommy? him: yeah me: why all these damn dishes in the sink

I hate that I take the literal smallest things as rejection or signs that someone hates me

not to be rude but i wanna be special to someone

Shoutout to that ex that you never actually dated but when y'all stopped talking it felt just like a break up

Concept: me, spending time with my closest friends. We’re all in the kitchen while I’m cooking dinner, my apartment is cozy and it smells delicious. It’s raining outside and we’re all laughing, with no stress. 

the point is im emo

meters to fahrenheit

if i get famous n one of yall bring up somethin i said in 2010 just know im beatin ya ass

So beautiful