talking to the walls

i have a disease that makes me like pink and heart shaped objects and it’s called being a fucking genius

they finally did it they made something even better than the box where a little cat paw reaches out and pulls the coin in

i want to write the kind of short stories you read in english class that are on this weird level of surrealism that they still haunt you years down the road

This clip just became ten times funnier when I realized it was about Harry taking shrooms and then telling himself to chill out

Note: The ‘O’ in welcome doesn’t have two loops, meaning she is welcome, but she is not home.

*walking down main street sweeping my scythe back and forth in front of me* watch out bitch! watch out bitch! 

if a boy doesn’t look a little bit slutty...if he doesn’t look a little bit like a harlot then i don’t want him

cant a girl just do the best she can *does my worst*