i feel like once you were emo in middle school youre low key emo for the rest of your life, like you could be 20 in the middle of college wearing uggs or whatever but once you hear the first key to the black parade/i write sins/sugar we’re going down you sprout an imaginary fringe and start yelling your lungs out like its 2007 all over again
"nathan is a poopyhead"
I know exactly what the last option is referring to and I am not happy at all fasjg
NOT EVEN GOOGLE CAN SPELL MY NAME RIGHT, COME ON. But on a plus side, I am an awesome mermaid with a maybe-boyfriend named Jeremy. And my name is pretty!
can we please destroy this idea that a person has to talk to you every minute of every day to like you
texting all day is not natural
force communication all hours of the day is not natural
All of you, Get a hobby that is not another person. Its vital.
this makes me feel so much better
actually no my blog is not safe for work because if anyone sees you on my blog at work they’ll know you’re a fucking weeb and that’s dangerous
when my friends make new oc’s
So I can’t finish any more episodes of FMA(B) because I have school tomorrow but I get to sleep to the sounds of it playing in the distance because I accidentally got mom hooked on it and she’s gonna watch it all night
………..and Momo was kind of disappointed (⊙ヮ⊙)
The first pic is my art the second pic is a screenshot with an added blush…
I’m an adult, but not like a real adult