Blog That I Had When I Was 12 That I Want To Keep

“Why are you scared of dating” I’m not scared of dating, I just haven’t found anyone’s company to be more enjoyable than my own. And also I don’t care

I just don't want anyone to steal my very cursed amulet

Also the amulet

thank you to every single fucking person on this god forsaken site that has ever posted your own art or writing. You really put a vulnerable, important part of yourself out in the open on the hellscape that is the internet and if that isnt an act of bravery and a labor of love I dont know what one is

I can’t stand people that don’t let me speak hyperbolically. If I can’t respond to a minor inconvenience that someone should get shot in the fucking head for it then what’s the point of it all.

i went out for milk and ended up making like 6 new friends, marching in a parade, reuniting with one of my childhood friends, watched a drag queen eviserate a piñata and also forgot to buy the milk

im such a sitcom C plot character tbh

what do you mean they shot trump

Omg. Just Stop Oil just broke into the private airfield where Taylor Swift’s private jet was parked and spray painted it orange

You can only reblog this today! Next time Thursday 20 will follow Wednesday 19 will be in 2439!

quick question: how the fuck do I get through the rest of my life like this

in another timeline wes anderson is a middle school theater teacher bankrupting his art department with the most over-budget production of suessical the musical jr. that suburban houston will ever see