lms if you’re a 90’s kid and remember columbus coming to america
Soooome people are just FULL of shit.
i dont need a valentine i need 8 million dollars and a fast metabolism
I’m finally at the point where I have so many books I have problems fitting them on a shelf. I’m weirdly proud at myself.
i want a bf :/
and by bf i mean Benjamin Franklin as in a 100 dollar bill
the number of times i think “i don’t care” while people are talking to me is really getting out of hand
but if a playground doesn’t have swings is it really even a playground. or is it just. a disappointment
i find bad jokes funnier than funny jokes
when someone asks if they can borrow your laptop for a second
i just burnt my tongue on my food and it made me realise that sometimes the ones you love hurt you the most
plot twist: you look in the mirror without criticizing yourself
how many times do i have to reblog you before you notice i wanna talk to you