dont look at my fucking boner when we fight
Shh......
my blog is a safe space for me. the rest of you are in danger i think
I have a very big crush on u but sadly I am only a little bug and u are a garden
talents include looking 12 and saying thank you to the bus driver
“phones are disrupting natural sleep cycles” I mean true but also bold of you to assume I had one before the tech boom lol catch me out here reading chapter books by the light of my light up pens in the third grade
do you have that one mutual that you wish would dm you but you’ll never dm them first or are you normal
i need to be kissed i mean killed i mean kissed i mean killed i mean
the original makes the same point, but it’s funnier
the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.
so this shyness thing doesn't go away with age huh
a little bunny looking at the stars in case you're having a bad day.
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they should let you visit deactivated blogs i want to pay my respects
sorry I was looking at my own boobs what were you saying
。゚゚・。・゚゚。 ゚. May will bring blessings.
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