ocevns:

Me: Hmm, it’s 11:30, I’ll just check tumblr before bed
Me: Why is it 3am now

neptunain:

to catch a bus you have to think like a bus

ksubied:

following back new followers x

partybarackisinthehousetonight:

ooh a friendship bracelet!!! oh my it’s silver, you really shouldn’t have. wait uh it’s a little tight 
"you’re under arrest sir"

oknope:

i followed my heart and it led me into the fridge

fhlorai:

indie/boho

knightscrest:

me: *has self esteem issues* “hey i am kinda cool and great”

everyone else: stop being so full of urself

me: ok

Just bc school started doesnt mean ill stop bein a hoe

nitrogen:

(18+)
Anonymous asked:
So, my gov teacher was at Kenyon the same time you were. Apparently, he only really knew who you were because one of his friends there looked just like you. Also, he says his only memory of you was seeing you on the street one day wearing a t-shirt with the word "hungover" written in marker and an arrow pointing to your face.

fishingboatproceeds:

Oh God I had forgotten all about that shirt.

Thanks, anon.

inuis:

fantomeheart:

The only acceptable birthday cake

so when you blow out that candle you’ll be killing that charmander happy birthday u sick fuk