My Best Fiend.

I hate reblogging shit. So I don't. This theme is called The Minimalist for a reason. You'll get over it. It's not like I claim that these are mine anyway.

using the term ‘yolo’ sarcastically so often that you’re really not sure if you’re joking or not now

(Source: hans--moleman, via natz-bawlz)

I am a degenerate.

I am a degenerate.

How’s the weather up there

How’s the weather up there

Who’s your daddy?

Who’s your daddy?

My parents are cute and they don't even know it

  • Mom: Is there money in my wallet?
  • Dad: I put a fuckload in there this morning
  • Mom: k
I thank god that I’m built like a tall person and shall weep when I hit 30 and all my terrible genetics kick in

I thank god that I’m built like a tall person and shall weep when I hit 30 and all my terrible genetics kick in

Are you there God, it’s me Teen

Thanks for the free bag of sun chips from the vending machine, I’ll take it as my karmic reward for being too lazy and not going through my roommates shit to find where she hid her bud. But touchè on making me live my biggest fear of opening a bag of chips upside down

I wonder

What it’s like to have asks. Thanks for showing your interest in me followers.

all day errday.

all day errday.