which is messier my life or my hair
why do people have quiet respectful funerals when i die i want my ashes mixed with glitter and packed tightly into a coffin and then they blow up the coffin with explosives so glitter rains down on the guests while blasting “thanks for the memories” by fall out boy
jesus god almighty
i am too young to have this many embarrassing memories
That Stydia hug was amazing, but honestly, I was too busy crying over Meredith hanging herself.
people who use Facebook as a diary should have their Internet access revoked
when your chem teacher gives u a pop quiz
when im dead sext me through a ouija board
no mom, do not ask that relative if they want to talk to me next on the phone.