April 2011
I wonder what it's like to follow me.
Reblog if you PRAY. Like if you DON'T.
Everyday!
Whenever little kids stare at me, I stare back...
I overreact about everything.
Tumblr error:
My phone freezes:
There’s no more ice cream left:
I get a paper cut:
Someone doesn’t acknowledge I’m here:
Couples makeout in front of me:
I hate when the chorus of a song is the only good...
During any other part of the song i’m like:
but when the chorus comes on
I'm always hungry
Morning:
During class:
After Class:
Lunch:
Dinner:
In the middle of the night:
Reblog if you love Britney Spears
When people take forever to text back.
So you gonna take 15 minutes huh? I’ll take 17, bitch.
