makin my way downtown
faces pass and im homebound
What the actUAL FU CK AM I LOOKING AT JESUS CHRIST
My I come back to my room tonight and this is written on my dry-erase board. I have no idea what it means and neither does my roommate.
Our christmas tree is better than your christmas tree
I’ve probably reblogged this about 4 or 5 times now, but I don’t care. I love this so much.
just a sack of organs that cares far too much what other organ sacks think of me