Fashion designer. Girlfriend. Victorias Secret bra specialist. Pacsun Senior Sales.
50% of my jokes are self deprecating and 50% are self congratulatory like i’ll say “wow its hot in here…. just like me” and 5 seconds later point at a trash can and say “me”
Do you ever just like flex your foot wrong and it cramps and you’re just like this is it, this is how it ends
Resting your head on the bus window, despite the vibrations causing mild concussion
It’s okay if I’m not
chapter you have
but I hope you
when you flip
back to the pages
I was still apart of.
you know how in some movies the bride/groom calls off the wedding to be with the person they truly love and then they live happily ever after well it’s pretty shitty that the person they were getting married to doesn’t actually get a happy ending but no one seems to care about it to the point that he/she is not even mentioned afterwards as if that person didn’t exist or had feelings at all yeah just a thought
Lord farquaad will be okay
My heart broke into tiny pieces when I read the Rosetta Stone tweet.