Dark Thoughts , Happy Faces
Edward Hopper (American, Nyack, New York 1882–1967, New York) - Evening Wind, 1921 Etchings
Mom: Will you get a boyfriend this year?
Me: Well I’m not a fortune teller but I predict I’ll get about 30 more
Me: Book Boyfriends that is
“I CANT BREATHE” i typed as i breathed
*me when bored*
mom you need anything?
*me on the laptop*
can you come help me?
hola guess what i’m watchin
whats wrong with you all
The Lorax acording to my 5 year old nephew
I legitimately can’t tell the difference
this is actually so rude and like super gross? like okay i get it hes not the cutest but like why would you compare him to benedict cumberbatch?
Im ready. i’m finally done. thisi s my breaking point. im pulling the pulg on this damned webstiet. you dont come in here and insutl kermit like this. say your prayers and say goobdye to your piss blogs you festering armpit molds
this is great. just the three of us
and this brick wall you built between us