i am, i am, i am.
who have i been writing to? i'm not sure anymore.

I can never get any work done


i don’t want you, i want your netflix password

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how can i be ready for future when i’m not even ready to get up in the morning

(via can-u-feelmy-heart)


home is wherever wifi connects automatically

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everyone always thanks goodness but goodness never says you’re welcome

(via egberts)


when my mom was pregnant with me my sister decided she didn’t want another sibling so one day she took my brother’s toy cars and lined them by my mom’s room’s doorway and tried making my mom fall on her stomach
my sister tried killing me in the womb

(via potterandthewinchesters)


confess your love for me via paypal

(via abbig4il)


people that are dorks but also sexually attractive need to either stay away from me or get very very close to me

(via o-hcalamity)


crying is the biggest bullshit ever its like “oh you’re feeling sad and vulnerable, lets make liquid come flying out of your face and make it really loud too so everyone around you will sense your weakness” who the fuck authorized this. its terrible planning, id like to file a complaint

(Source: queerbaitingforgodot, via saywhaty0uwantedt0say)


I want to sneak out with somebody.

I just want to get up in the middle of the night and spend some time alone with someone. We could go have a midnight snack at McDonald’s or just walk around and talk about things we normally wouldn’t. Or maybe we could go enjoy ourselves at a park and play on the swings, or we could climb a roof and just watch the stars in silence - nothing but just good vibes and good company.

(Source: danasteeezy, via yugiohfuck)

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