Why are you here?
I'm not a blogger, I'm not even interesting. I am a boring person. This blog is going to be filled with my pet rats, cosplay, and things that make me giggle. Like dicks.
See how dull I am? Run now. I'm telling you.
3rd grade
| friend: | *whispering* if you're stupid say "what" |
|---|---|
| me: | what |
| friend: | OH MAN |
| OH | |
| OH DEAR FUCKING CHRIST | |
| I GOT YOU SO GOOD, THAT WAS AWESOME | |
| SWEET, SWEET DICKS IN MY MOUTH. I HAVE NEVER LAUGHED THIS HARD. EVER. | |
| JESUS. JESUS HELP ME. |
Some days I watch old tv shows in black and white and wish I was a housewife in the fifties. Shittt everything is so adorable <3
If anyone is interested in stories about my life, and little doodles highlighting the dumb things I do, follow my blog!
Whenever the night comes and its time for me to go to bed, all I can do is lie awake and think about how much easier it would be to fall asleep if you were here.
And how impossible it is without you.
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what
my brother just came into my room and put a blob of butter on my arm and just stared at me with the straightest of faces so i asked why he did that and he just whispered, “you never said you didn’t want butter on your arm” before backing out of the door and just staring at me the entire time
just
the fuck
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