Nobody is perfect. 31, she/her - just random

I don’t have to make sense this is my blog

having many trinkets and books is so cool and fun until you realize you have to dust them

love how Tom starts at “ah, Ryder is an airhead but he’s fine I guess” and descends into seeing Ryder approach him and Mary and mouthing swear words. bitchy jealous Tom Hayward I love you so much. please finish your sentences for the love of god.

i know you said we ride at dawn but i’m not a morning person actually. can we ride after lunch

I whisper “what the fuck” to myself 50 times a day

Sorry for texting back instantly, my phone is in my hand, I'm mature and I like u

humans can be museums too, filled with history they can no longer touch

Bloopers are movie aftercare and it’s fucked up that we got rid of them

Don’t come mess up my peace because you can’t find yours

"explain your answer" no. i used a calculator, and i do not care about this class