mom: *knocks on door*
me: just a second don’t come i—
Now that i’m 18 I can finally see what boobs look like i’m going to google them
girls are gross
What is Miley Cyrus going to have for Thanksgiving?
dont you fucking dare
if i sing around you i am 150% comfortable with you because i fucking hate my singing voice
This is you. This is where all your thoughts are kept. Every other part of your body is used to protect and sustain this.
I want to cry
it’s weirdly comforting to know that all of the meaningless bullshit society judges me on is just a meatsuit made to support the terrifying tentacle beast that is my true form (◡‿◡✿)
THAT LAST COMMENT. BAM.