making eye contact with a hot stranger and knowing you will never see them again
do you have those memories that are really cringey and you never speak of and something triggers the memory and you want to fucking wash your brain out with bleach
tall people: if we are walking together please take into consideration my tiny legs. i cant keep up with you. please think of my tiny legs i dont want to be jogging to keep up with your leisurely stroll you TITANS
"Don’t wear that you’ll give people the wrong idea"
What idea? That I’m a fine as hell? That ain’t an idea that’s a fact ma
with 93 million on tumblr i bet theres a clique of 37 year olds who make fun of us
yeah they’re called the staff
do you ever meet someone and you’re like wow I could write a book about you