howsyourcoffeechadkroeger:

sometimes it physically pains me to hold back my sarcastic comments 

i really need a day between saturday and sunday

wordswordsworlds:

Those moments where you desperately want to say something but your mind just

pontmercyanide:

some flowers just arrived for my sister but my mom thought they were for me.

and so she asked if they were from henry and of course i asked what the hell she was talking about

and she was like “henry, the boy you’re always talking about.”

she meant henry david thoreau.

i quote henry david thoreau so much my mom thought henry david thoreau was my boyfriend

calumon:

my school’s “rival school” is on lockdown right now bc someone put weed in the vents so everyones slowly getting high oh my godd