this is a metaphor for my life
that poor fucking cat is so confused
after a few messages an a revisit to this post, i’ve decided that this is not a cat
Why would you even think that was a cat oh my god please just go outside
occupation: the family disappointment
what if people got a new name every birthday
what if the name represented how old you were, like every 11 year old was named Josh
"I had my first kiss when I was Greg"
this wasn’t supposed to get notes
Derek woke up today with three special words on his lips….
"Stiles is legal."
If you message me, do not put “sorry for wasting your time” or “sorry for bothering you” at the end of your message!!! I’ve seen this way too many times. You are not a waste of my time. You are not a waste of anyone’s time. You are not a waste of time period. Please never say or think that ever again
i dont need a valentine i need 8 million dollars and a fast metabolism
imagine their wedding and Harry kisses Louis before the overseer says to, and he giggles and says “oops” and Louis grabs his face in his hands, his eyes crinkling fondly and he says “hi” and then they just lean their foreheads together until someone clears their throat, and Louis kisses Harry again and says “yeah, ok, let’s continue then”
getting an extension for an assignment you didn’t do