This is beautiful. And on the topic of sleepovers and kids getting stuck in uncomfortable situations: My mom and I had a code, ever since my first sleepover. I would always call home to say goodnight, and if I asked “How is the cat doing?”, it meant that I wasn’t comfortable and I wanted her to pick me up. I did use this code a few times, and whenever I did, my mom came up with the excuses for me. I was never stuck at a sleepover I didn’t want to be at - and as a child with anxiety and social phobia, this was a great system.
posts like these are the reason i love tumblr
i painted a mouth
oh yeah just casually no big deal it’s not like it’s fucking great and realistic and you can actually do that life isn’t fair at all
that one song that starts playing and you recognize it immediately and you just
Saturday by Rebecca Black (feat. Dave Days)
and just like that, the queen has returned and dethroned all of our faves with one swift motion
- person: where do you see yourself in 5 years
- me: *pulls head out of the garbage can* what
ALWAYS REBLOG KAT DENNINGS SLAMMING SLUT SHAMING
the cat’s expression
HUMAN! You have finally learned how to hunt! After I had given up all hope - you have finally learned! This is the best gift ever! WE SHALL FEAST TONIGHT.
WE SHALL FEAST TONIGHT.