nervously talkin to someone really attractive like
My dream for the 2016 presidential election is not having to choose which human rights I’m feeling like compromising on.
when i was 9 i wrote a love letter to cole sprouse and closed my eyes and threw it out the car window thinking it’d magically find him and wow i did not understand the united states postal system
i hate when babies cry like grow the fuck up and pay taxes
- cheated on his math test
- stole from his mom’s purse