what the fuck is this
dont kermit suicide
i need a moment
i dont date in high school because no one is rich yet so whats the point
my friend did a psychology class in high school and came to my house and diagnosed my cat with depression
when u lose ur phone on the bed and can’t find it
*turns into a tree to avoid responsibilities*
romeo thought juliet deleted her blog so he deleted his and she was so sad she deleted for real
i love seeing girls close ranks when their fella is cheating, instead of defending him and attacking the other girls. like seriously. it warms my cold, cold heart so much.
i need the rest of this story, where did you put the body
I’ve always wanted to do this. I hope they all went out for ice cream later too.
I hate it when you really need to talk to a friend about something important because you feel like your world is crashing down on you but they act like you don’t exist until their problems occur.
i’d like to thank the 5 followers of mine who acknowledge my existence