JD: Merry Christmas, I’m your present!
Veronica: Can I have the receipt?
JD: *offended emo noises*
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

Love Begins
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Monterey Bay Aquarium
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

Origami Around

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JVL

Kiana Khansmith
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Janaina Medeiros
macklin celebrini has autism
almost home

JBB: An Artblog!

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hello vonnie
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@caut1ously-opt1m1st1c
JD: Merry Christmas, I’m your present!
Veronica: Can I have the receipt?
JD: *offended emo noises*
My Million Dollar Movie Pitch
It’s called His Girl Friday, a reboot of His Girl Friday mashed up with an all-white and all-girl reboot of Friday, written and directed by me, thereby offending:
fans of classic old movies
fans of classic modern movies
men
and women and people of color, neither of whom I consulted when making this movie, which I heavily rewrote to reflect my own neuroses.
Now, not gonna lie, that’s gonna be a blow at the box office, but I figure we make it back selling tickets to people who will buy them to piss off those other groups on an individual basis.
I’m never making another text post again
yea dude I drink a lot. Drink at parties all the time. yea you heard right, 9 capri suns. 9. in 45 minuets.
I don't know how to properly express my love for this image apart from saying it is truly iconic
*drops mic*
*comes back to make sure I didn’t damage the mic*
Mom: how many Popsicles have you eaten today
Me, laying in a bed of Popsicle wrappers: now is not the time to talk about my personal flaws as a human
*blows kiss up to the sky (for the aliens)*
when yr fav person gives u attention w/o u askin for it
*sees dog* nice *sees dog wearing a bandana around its neck* nice
hey no offense but [just starts screaming]
My only constant is the black hair tie around my wrist. No mans gonna be there for me like this hair tie has. No ones presence is gonna b as reassuring
Stop romanticizing the moon
she’s my mom and i would die for her
what do you mean morgan freeman wasn’t always old