galacticdad: growing up means realizing a lot of your old friends are assholes
flutterlings: the whole yahoo/tumblr thing is rly just like when a single dad marries a new woman and the kids get rebellious and are like “YOU’RE NOT MY REAL MOM”
I’m packing up my college room and I found a diary with an entry I made on my first day of college talking about how much I’m going to write in it so I can look back and be all nostalgic and then another entry about two weeks later which starts with me complaining about myself for not writing and then it stops mid sentence and that’s it. I feel like this diary is a...
white dad in any movie: but son, you're throwing away your DREAM
white son in any movie: no dad, I'm throwing away ~yours~
tupacabra: *wakes up with one sock on* whoa what a crazy night
thesockmonkeyrenegade: gracethelostgirl: lovewithyous: carolineflack: HOW DO YOU MAKE A GUY STOP TEXTING YOU HOW DO YOU MAKE A GUY START TEXTING YOU HOW DO YOU MAKE A GUY
pityreblogs: sweat is just your body crying because it wants you to stop moving
macarena-of-time: my personality varies from unbearably clingy to disturbingly distant and there is no inbetween
Tumblr app: I'm done loading
Me: but what about all these blank pictures and gifs
Tumblr app: did I fucking stutter
I will make everyone who reblogs this a mix CD...
thewordsmithy: bookworm276: saltniron: thegoblinkingsgirl: erinchu: astormonthehorizon: No limits, anyone who reblogs this gets the tracklist messaged to them. Thank you, you’re a lovely person! YOU ARE THE BEST PERSON EVER FOR COMING UP WITH THIS IDEA AND DOING IT.
generalknoxx: triskaidecagon: seeing your reflection when watching tv :/ the fact you cannot see the camera is stressing me out like how the fuck did you take that
tall boys with messy hair and skinny legs make me want to die
nickelbackthatassup: when I was six I threw a tantrum because I wanted a slushie from 711 and I remember my dad said “I will never buy you a slushie” AND LITERALLY RIGHT NOW HE CAME IN THE CAR WITH A SLUSHIE AND I WAS LIKE WHY DIDNT YOU GET ME ONE AND HE LOOKED ME DEAD IN THE EYE AND SAID “REMEMBER WHEN YOU WERE SIX”
stylesthirst: sorry but your password must contain an uppercase letter, a number, a haiku, a gang sign, a hieroglyph, and the blood of a virgin
sam-winchester-cries-during-sex: foodchewer: *hides good snacks from family members* there’s a word for that
Almost midnight and now I begin studying for the exam I have to be up for in 7 hours for and that I had all day to revise for