maplehoofs:

millika:

How to know which boy you like:

1. Get very drunk

2. You will cry about the boy you like

Apparently the boy I like is pasta. This comes as no surprise.

Reblogged from Camping in Narnia

jemmasimmns:

"i’m not ignoring you i just don’t know what to say to you" a film written, directed, produced by and starring me

vaguette:

when the other person starts flirting first

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katara:

even the essays i write sound sarcastic 

unfollower:

i ordered pizza and i was like ‘hey sorry you have to work on thanksgiving’ to the delivery girl and she was like ‘i feel worse for the person ordering pizza on thanksgiving’ ouch

idiotblogger:

No mom they aren’t strangers on the internet they went to school with me but moved away

rapunzelie:

do you ever feel like there’s just so many pretty girls but most dudes are just subpar like there are radiant goddesses everywhere and just piles and piles of guys in backwards baseball caps and sandals

trencly:

tips on how to properly enter my room:

  1. do not