50% photographer, 50% linguist.
50% photosynthesizing, 50% eighteen-year-old.
the end. :)
one time i looked at something that had glitter on it and it got on my hands somehow
an epic trilogy
we ride together
we die together
LOOK AT THE GUY ON THE COUCH ON THE RIGHT
the guy on the right is the epitome of tumblr he probably did that at his job interview and theyre like youre hired
ANYONE ELSE NOTICED THE DOG GUYS THEY HAVE A DOG
I feel like my blog is a disgrace if i dont reblog this
I bet the lounge room have like Mean Girls playing & someone serving them Starbucks
I want to work at tumblr okay
school doesnt even test your intelligence it tests your memory
it tests my patience
it tests my ability to hold my pee
it tests my ability to keep calm and not slap a bitch
There are four types of people at school.
First you have your Ravenclaws
then your Hufflepuffs
then your Gryffindors
and lastly, your Slytherins.
it takes me like 3 days to wake up in the morning
sometimes i get the urge to be really nasty and mean and say mean things and then i go to do it and i cant its like. im too soft. im not punk rock at all. i lied. i lied to you all. i lied on the internet. im not hardcore. im possibly soft grunge but thats about it
basically tumblr is like our father and we’re all his children and he is about to get married to yahoo who is a massive bitch and will probably ruin our lives and we’re like no dad stop and we’re all crying very loudly because we dont want yahoo to be our new mum because she is a monster who will probably kill dad when he becomes useless and take all his money that he left to us the bottOM LINE IS NO PLS DONT SELL TUMBLR DAVID KARP NOOOO DONt do It
Reasons I grab my boobs
- running upstairs
- running downstairs
- stoked on life
- walking through my house in the dark