Just click play.
The Florida Institute of Technology is all up in my grill and I’m like, “bitch please, I’m an English major”.
Oh. And I think I might die.– Melanie, nonchalantly.
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.– The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald (via deseram)
Doctor: Are you sexually active?
Me: Laughs hysterically, makes pterodactyl noise, transforms into a potato and rolls out the door and away into the sunset
coolstorybro-gan: j-a5mine: luongerie: ihopericksantorum: Barack sings Call Me Maybe. Just click. AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH OMFG THIS IS SOO FUNNY OMFG THIS IS AMAZING, HONESTLY PLEASE WATCH!!!!!! I find this both hilarious, and creepy that I was just about to post this, just as it appeared on my dashboard. Dying.
Today also marks the start of three weeks away. Sorry guys, no pointless reblogs until the 26th.
Man, why is there even another option other than loose leaf tea?
And here comes the longest fucking month of my life. I hate only being able to write letters to him and never being able to read the replies because I’m just gone so much. And like, just come back please. Two weeks when we could only text sometimes was hard as heck, and now the texting is gone and there’s just stupid letters left and I hate it and ggggggggggggggodddddd, i just want my...
jonnybuckland: my mom came into my room and was...