I imagine potential scenarios of tomorrow’s events before i fall asleep
sometimes I feel useless but then I remember I breathe out carbon dioxide for plants
I have been in quite a few of them and probably will be in the rest later.
my hot topic phase never ended, it just kinda got more refined and tasteful with age like a fancy, mall gothy wine
If you’d rather go to a club than a museum, you deserve to be unhappy.
museum? what the fuck is in a museum? they got bitches in museums? alive bitches?
PEOPLE GIVING YOU A NICKNAME
PEOPLE ALWAYS CALLING YOU BY THAT NICKNAME
reblog this post if you need a hug
i just almost missed my train because i was taking a personality quiz to find out what fruit I am
when you finally receive an ask during one of those ask games
NO ONE IS DEAD I REPEAT
NO ONE IS DEAD
THEY ARE ALL HAPPY AND SAFE
THANK YOU BASED MILES
it’s not you’re* or your*. it’s all Mine. everything is Mine