After all this time? Always.
sometimes it lasts in love and sometimes half your otp is dead.
it was the summer of 7th grade going to 8th
a nigga was stressed and depressed
walking home like
“how the fuck did i manage to do this to myself”
on the brink of tears everyday scared to tell my mom
luckily they had this program
“read away your fees” or some shit like that
every half an hour you sat in the library and read it took 2 dollars off
my mother aint see me for about a month and a half.
Hello Queen of Genovia
I’ll reblog it every time I see in my dash. EVERY. TIME.
how weird is it to have pets though like a random animal just lives in your house and you can’t communicate with it but you both just accept it
Kurt Vonnegut, Cat’s Cradle (via mynameiscollins)
I remember in year 2 there was a girl who had literally never had a haircut so her hair was ridiculously long [imagine Rapunzel basically] and she always complained about it but her mum wouldn’t let her get it cut
So one day at recess she put an entire pack of chewed gum in her hair at the exact length she wanted it cut to.
She came in the next day with her hair cut how she wanted it and a smug grin on her face and I knew that that girl was going places.
If I make you breakfast in bed, a simple “Thank You” will suffice. None of this “How did you get in my house” business. So rude
What if oxygen is poisonous and it just takes 75-100 years to kill us?
My science teacher said he thinks that’s true actually
- Mom: Internet friends aren't real friends
- Me: Oh and friends who talk shit behind my back and never invite me to anything are real friends?
They all just constantly disappoint you.