Spooperdooper1 - Kya!

college is bad folks

don’t worry, you’re still in the “early life” part of your wikipedia page

Me: *makes a small irrelevant mistake*

My Brain, banging pots and pans together: YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUC

Me: *makes huge mistake that will directly affect my future horribly*

My Brain, lounging on a lawn chair with shades on: ….acknowledged

The children just don’t know

i love ignoring things….. people…. problems …. responsibilities……feelings…..

I hear my mom shrieking downstairs, shouting up to me about “THE CATS! THE CATS!”

I run downstairs, thinking someone has died or something and see THIS:

I FEEL LIKE I NEED TO PUNCH SOMETHING TO GET OVER THE ADORABLENESS

legitneth

conceptual playlists

making out at a party, music muted but vibrating through the walls and stopping to look at them

driving at night with the windows down and the lights passing over your face as you smile slightly

speeding through the summer sun with some friends in the back of the car and you all sing along

walking around with the sun on your back and feeling a warm glow take grip

dancing in silhouette somewhere seedy and flirting with your eyes