this guy i know throws this wild crazy party at the end of every school year and he invites literally everyone in our grade and this year i’m gonna call the cops ahead of time to shut it down because i once let him borrow a pencil and he never gave it back
that’s a lot of anger over just 1 pencil.
it was a mechanical pencil
You may proceed
i’m waking up
to ash and dust
I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
im breathing in the chemicals
“There comes a day when I don’t have to be a Princess. No rules, no expectations.
A day where anything can happen. A day where I can change my fate.”
This is a very serious text post with no hidden meaning.
narrowing down my “type” of guy is really hard because one second i’ll see a guy that’s clean shaven in a button down with the sleeves rolled and be like WHOA and the next i’ll see a guy with a full sleeve beanie and scruff and be like WHOA
i hate the ‘i need to listen to new songs but i don’t have the patience to get into new songs’ feeling
Beyoncé listening to her music.
look at these beautiful little angels and their perfect hair!!! aw :)
awwww the babies and their cloud of beautiful hair!