my aesthetic is that one scene in holes where sigourney weaver paints her nails with rattlesnake venom infused nail polish and claws jon voight in the face

where is the superb owl

I want to see him

double textin someone while ignoring someone’s double texts

here are some awkward pictures of me and my #1 boy ambrose

o yea the 90s. the 90s were great. fuckin sick. raw as hell. learning how to speak. crying for no reason. shitting in my diaper

mutuals this is really fun

strive to be compassionate and understanding to everyone

miscommunication as a plot device makes me angry

if you just talked to each other but no

hey