when i meet up with my friends i tell them im already on my way when im actually still choosing what clothes to wear
i don’t trust people who pronounce caramel like carmel
are you ever just overwhelmed by the horrifying thought that maybe, nobody ACTUALLY wants you around? And it’s not that you think everyone hates you, but it’s just that you’re not special to anyone? And that its really kind of sucky that you’re about 98% sure that nobody thinks “Wow, I just really like talking to you.” and that you could probably just disappear without anyone caring that much?
DO YOU EVER GET A REALLY GOOD HUG FROM SOMEONE AND YOU’RE LIKE WAIT NO HUG ME MORE
your tumblr is one of those things that you want everyone to see but at the same time you never want to show it to anyone
“i feel u” i say as i begin feeling you. you are soft, like a bunny
i don’t want to live in a world where i’m not allowed to enjoy both Shakespeare and Ke$ha.
Wake up in the mornin’ feel quite Hamlet-y
Grab my skull, I’m out the door, I’m gonna act real shitty
Before I leave, overthink if I’m on the right track
Cuz if I kill my uncle tonight, he ain’t comin back
I HAVE THREE WORDS THAT WILL BRING JOY TO YOUR HEART:
little league quidditch
#all brooms fly like 3 feet off the ground#the bludgers are stuffed animals#keepers often get distracted by clouds#the seekers are better at playing tag than catching the snitch#games are over when it’s naptime
the quaffle is a beach ball with a hover charm
when u r smiling for a pic and the person cant get the camera to work for like five minutes while u pose