i hate when you voluntarily tell your parents some information about your life because you think you can trust them and then they bitch at you for it like congrats you have guaranteed that i will never tell you anything ever again
*accidentally opens undesired program* *heart races as i try to force quit before it can fully open*
i’m like really not digging whatever da HECK this new tumblr layout is
like whats with the green boxes
get outta here
*puts sunglasses on grandma’s corpse at open casket* she would’ve wanted it this way..
My Grandmother struggled with lung cancer for few years and a couple months before she passed her best friend gave her a pair of glasses with the…
On this day in LIFE — May 7, 1971: Saucy feminist that even men like.
Oh my… Did we really say that?