whenever i’m in a picture that’s taken at a party i always have food in my hand. like, i never have a bottle of beer or a bottle of liquor, i’m always holding a poptart or a bag of chips.
you’re eating poptars at a party?
i sit in the corner and i eat full meals while other people make bad decisions
girls who think they are above other girls because they dont wear makeup or dresses or do feminine things make me want to poke my eyes out
if a girl is mean to you just tell her she has bad eyebrows
i don’t know what to tell you
other than the fact that a giraffe’s
heart weighs 22 pounds and that
somebody once told me when
flies fall in love, their entire brain
is rewired to only know loving each
other. when one of them dies, their
memory becomes blank. i hope you
never think about anything as much
as i think about waking up next to
you during a windstorm at 5 am.