☆ El ☆

the impulse to hide what I'm doing at my computer still sits so deep even tho I'm literally never looking at anything objectionable , the door will open and I'll hurry to close the page like oh fuck no one can know I'm looking at the Wikipedia page for the Balkans

i have this deadly sickness called remembering

What would you do if you were scrolling through recommended tumblr posts and one was from someone you don't know and it was just a picture of your dad captioned "fucking hate this guy" and it had hundreds of notes

reblog it

My Name is 8 PM. and I am always arriving when you atrent Looking

arasha complaining for like three years that shes a visual thinker and can't do beopardy when the questions are read out to her and never winning a single beopardy only to absolutely demolish once they install a screen with the questions... im actually so proud of her

dude, this is really scary, and liminal as well. It's like the bathrooms

yeah sure whatever

living under a rock is so fun i love watching a movie that’s been famous for decades and being like wow this is so good.. did you guys know about this

god the horrible urge to vague post is eating me alive but i must

someone wronged me once

Not book smart or street smart but a secret third thing.

supid

supid.

''what if you regret it'' then you will expirience regret - a normal and unavoidable part of the human expirience.

the more you twist yourself into a pretzel to avoid regret the harder it will hit when it eventually catches up to you.

''what if you regret it'' then you will expirience regret - a normal and unavoidable part of the human expirience.

the more you twist yourself into a pretzel to avoid regret the harder it will hit when it eventually catches up to you.