How is it only Tuesday? I feel like it should be Thursday by now.
It's how weeks work Elsa. You can't just skip days.
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How is it only Tuesday? I feel like it should be Thursday by now.
It's how weeks work Elsa. You can't just skip days.
What do you mean? Oh, just say yes or no, and shut up. Stop making me work for simple things.
Hey! I'm not the one making you do anything. Yes.
It’s a bit of both actually. Which makes it worse.
I don’t know, are we?
What did I ever do to deserve this?
M'not sure, I think I need some convincing. Chocolate cake seems to do the trick, or weed.
I would do a lot of things in honor of Pete Wentz. Kind of like the “what would you do for a Klondike bar?” deal.
I doubt you would go on an all male kissing binge if Pete Wentz asked you to.
Well, if you’re not bipolar now, you’re not suddenly going to become bipolar. That’s the good thing about mental illness. And if you’re not bipolar you have less of a tendency towards alcoholism, so I think you’ll be pretty okay.
Eh, less of a king, more of a boyfriend, really.
Gros, you actually have faith in me. That or you're just spewing facts to make me feel better.
Oh, so we're an actual thing? Not just some experiment.
You don’t know that.
Is it? Last time I checked we’re from two different kingdoms, Joffrey. You’re definitely not my king.
Positive. Have you seen my family tree? I'm either going to end up bipolar or an alcoholic.
Then what am I to you Malone?
I can go wherever I want to.
I really hate doing sentimental crap. Don't go man, I kind of need you here.
Dude, I know, right? No wonder this origami asshole is murdering everyone. He’s probably listening to Fall Out Boy.
He's probably doing it in honor of Pete Wentz of something.
So, I skipped school today and instead of lying around my apartment I decided to go and take a walk around the town. I bet you think that I’m going to say that the walk I took today opened my eyes to the true beauty of this town — but no, my little walk I simply confirmed my opinion of this town being the shittiest town to ever exist.
That bad? I mean this is pretty much a shit hole with some apparent sushi origami fetish creepy running amok.
Every time I listen to Fall Out Boy, I get so hype. I want to listen to The Phoenix and maybe kill a man or two.
Kill a man or two, sounds like fun.
If I’m an idiot you’re an idiot too.
Okay. But you know you can ask me anything, right?
Maybe, but I'm more twisted and crazy than you'll ever be.
I know, it's one of the perks me being your king.
I’m not an idiot.
No, what’d you want to ask?
You are too, but don't worry you're the good kind.
Forget it. Just hold me okay?
So, all night I watched shows about women giving birth thinking it’ll help me in the long run. Turns out I’m wrong. Very wrong. I’m disgusted.
What a wimp.
That moment when you get the urge to smoke, but your cigarettes seem to have walked off the face of the earth. Does anyone wanna maybe share the love and lend Carter a cig?
I don't smoke but I can definitely buy you a pack.
Yes, I can. Don’t doubt me.
Unless you’re telling me you have plans to take up meth and stop caring about other people. Or you’re going to start drinking excessively and taking money from your siblings. Because that doesn’t sound like you. And I’m pretty sure I’m not going to cheat on your or blatantly ignore you because I’m incapable of feelings. So, see? We won’t become our parents.
You're an idiot, just stay here.
Isaac, did your? Forget it it's not important.
I can’t deal with you. I’m packing and leaving today.
You're not going anywhere Finn.
I know it’s not my place to interpret God’s message, or lack thereof, but — if it were — I would definitely interpret all this bad weather as Him telling us all to stay home, miss school and all that.
Look at you the new prophet, or typical lazy teen.