well well well. look who arrived.
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well well well. look who arrived.
I’m trying to imagine anyone working as hard as they do now to justify Momo’s outfit if she were fat and I just can’t
I've been putting furniture I won't/can't bring to my new flat when I move in a couple of weeks on Geev and it's been like a magic well where I whisper the description of stuff I want to get rid of and it miraculously disappears in the day that follows. I am amazed.
EVERY DAY I THINK ABOUT ROB LIEFIELD AND THE TERRIBLE HE INFLICTS ON US...i am especially partial to his terrible no good very bad Captain America
king what did u even THINK U WERE DOING!!
ngl if you were to block out the silhouette of this particular image i would think that there were at LEAST two people in that image. king what were you Thinking
I don't know if this is normal with other small girls too but I catch myself thinking or saying "I wonder if I could fit in that" (referring to objects) more often than I'd like to admit
OKAY LEMME TELL YA WHAT JUST HAPPENED
so my dad and i needed to run some errands (at 9 pm apparently) and so after stopping at a few other places (without my hat !!!) we went to walmart to get a few things for something hes working on, completely normal. he said i could go grab some stuff so i went and found a temporary hat until i find mine bc i just really need hats to hide my hair, and some other stuff. now i was alone, walking by the mens clothing isle very slowly, as you do, and like an employee kept looking at me like “wahts this 14 yr old girl doing in the mens clothing isle what” and i was like, well i wasnt okay with it but i got it, i didn’t mind too much. so later i noticed people would keep looking at me but when i looked at them they’d turn away, this happened with like people and i got kinda freaked out and panic-y bc like i didnt know if i looked weird like there was something on my face or if i was bleeding all over the floor from an unknown cut or what so i looked so a secluded area and found myself if the bra isle. so i sat there for a bit and checked to see if there were, by any possible chance, any binders or chest flattening sports bras, which there were none, then i got up and started wandering aimlessly. so as i was walking i passed these 2 high school age looking guys and as i was walking away one of them made a noise? like a scream-y noise? idk i didn’t look back, i kinda started walking faster actually, and i found myself hyperventilating in the art isle for like 5 minutes, until i heard this noise. it was like a really loud and squeaky cart noise, and so i moved to the next isle, trying to avoid it, but it kept coming closer and into every isle i was previously in, so when i saw the front of it i literally made a squeaking noise and bolted the the opposite direction bc i was thoroughly afraid at that point. so i ran and hid on a shelf next to some diapers and texted my dad to as where he was so i could get out of this hell hole i found myself in. i found him, got some stuff, then he asked me if i needed any “girly things” which i asked him to repeat bc i was like “what does that mean? are you sure ur talking to the right person here or?” and then i remembered and went to go get what i wanted and came back, running into that same employee and again walking past the mens clothes very slowly and looking at everything just bc i could.and this whole time i could like barely breath bc i people still kept looking at me and like i kept listening for the noise i heard earlier and such. at one point i saw a boy walking with his dad and having a conversation and i almost screamed? i dont? know? why? ??? anyway that was just a wild ride that i dont want to ever get on again
How is Hannah an angel she's literally such a wimp