damn tigger whats your damage
The title of this blog is a lie I actually have the emotional range of an ocean
i fucking looked up eggs with legs and i’m
why are they in a cage?
otherwise they’ll eggscape
"you can’t copy my homework because our teacher will know that you copied it from me"
my hobbies include being right and petting other peoples cats
there’s no part of this i don’t love
secret talent: i know every line to all the high school musical movies and songs
I decided to visit the Boston Public Gardens today, to see the bench from Good Will Hunting, so I could pay my respects to one of my idols. I wasn’t alone, as crowds of young and old stood near, bound together by sadness.
Rest in peace Robin.
can we address the elephant in the room
its really rude to talk about girls like that
In a video game there would definitely be something hidden behind this wall