& more, & weeping, sleepless

I see the evil in you and I don't mind

please accept my sincerest oopsie daises

i could be your pet rock. id be very good at it

ive had some time to think and honestly i dont think id be a very good pet rock. i dont know what i was thinking. theres too much anger in me

*wrinkles nose* shouldnt you be repressing that

[as if this is not a normal and natural human thing to want] yeah i just really want to connect with people for some reason. Like some weird loser freak

supermarkets should have benches

everywhere should have benches

when a mutual reblogs something ive already liked i unlike it and then like it again. its my way of kissing them on the forehead

GIVE UP ON HARRY POTTER. daniel radcliffe is fucking megan thee stallion on his new tv show and jumping over cars like a teen wolf werewolf get into THAT

It is simply not fulfilling to enjoy media in the height of its popularity. You need to show up so late to the party that everybody else is gone and the hosts are asleep so you can rummage through their trash for chip dip and stale hors d’oeurves to eat alone in the dark like a dirty little raccoon secret