We’ve officially reached that annoying time of year where it’s sweater weather in the morning, but by midday you die from a heatstroke.
when you’re talking about something you love and someone immediately starts saying how terrible it is
me: mom, when’s the dinner ready?
mom: why, are you hungry?
HAHA NO MOM I NEED THAT FOR MY COLLEGE APPLICATION
i need to be like 12x hotter than i am now
I can’t wait to watch as tumblr’s servers crash on Sunday.
no you come back here right now
is there a 420 in pi
humanity has made great strides today
people who don’t like pizza are people who you don’t need in your life