my uncle used to be one of those people who drove dead people to cemeteries and such
then he became a taxi driver and the person he was driving tapped his shoulder to ask a question and my uncle screamed really loud
I’m sure that’s what he thought.
do you ever wanna talk about a thing but you know you already talk about it too much and your friends are sick of hearing about it so instead you just hold it all inside you and constantly feel like you’re gonna burst?
i’ll never understand why you automatically have to be either a cat or dog person
like, i can be into both genders but i can’t have cats and dogs as pets?
Dogs, cats, hamsters, rats, snakes, mice, chinchillas, ferrets, all of the pets
Chinchillas are cuddly ass mofos
*opens window and screams* AM I MORE THAN YOUVE BARGAINED FOR YET I’VE BEEN DYING TO TELL YOU ANYTHING YOU WANT TO HEAR CAUSE THATS JUST WHO I AM THIS WEEK
How do people do backflips and shit? like i can’t even flip my grilled cheese without fucking up
So I go to use the (girls) bathroom in my dorm. And the stall I always use is just
I can’t use this stall anymore guys…
I hope when you die you get to see your stats like how many times you laughed or told a lie or kissed or how many people loved you and how many people hated you and what you meant to people