A person’s tumblr tells a lot about them. It shows what kind of images they see in their head, who they love, who they hate, even what they think about other people.
why are my parents always like “go to bed.” i am in bed. im always in bed. you go to bed. stop talking to 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
*uses hot laptop to relieve cramps*
i love it when i cook stuff for myself bc like i’ve just cooked pasta and yee bitch look at me providing for myself i could totally make it in this world it’s almost as if i have my life together
i take this back the pasta was shit i’m falling apart
50 shades of dark circles under my eyes