boys= nasty and dress bad
me= somehow still likes boys and is disappointed in myself and thinks i should do better
My birthday is two weeks from tomorrow. I just hope it’s a good day. I haven’t had a good birthday in a long time. It’s the one day a year that I just want to go well. Every other day can suck for all I care.
so my plan for halloween is to dress up as a Nazgul with my black horse and go trick or treating but instead of saying “trick or treat” i’ll either scream or hiss “Bagginssssssssss, Shhhhhhhire” and then ransack their villages in my search for the One Ring
i was joking
oh dear god
HOW MANY PEOPLE DID YOU TERRORIZE
Say those three words and I’m yours
I hate capitalism
Stop reblogging this and adding your three words that you want. I don’t care. None of you are as funny as you think you are. I hate this post and I hate all of you
I have no clue how you could regret this. I mean, be serious. “All the potatoes!” How does that not just warm your heart?