we’ve all seen penises we weren’t supposed to see
when you see someone attractive and you just
do you have like these imaginary scenes in your head of you in situations that would never actually happen and whenever you’re bored or spacing out or just walking around you kind of just go back to them and imagine them over and over
i have something against bruno mars for no reason at all
How To Do Everything Last Minute: A Novel by me that I am going to write later
WHY CAN’T I HAVE THE METABOLISM OF A TEENAGE BOY THAT EATS 3/4 OF HIS KITCHEN EVERY DAY AND STILL MANAGES TO BE LIKE 99 POUNDS OF LANKY WEIRDNESS
do you ever cry because you’ve somehow managed to gain a truly fucking amazing person as your friend? and just think about how fucking blessed you are for their existence and how in some previous life you must have done something fucking amazing to deserve them in this life? DO YOU?