#beeker451

[sarasloth]

Last Christmas, I gAVE YOU A FUCK

THE VERY NEXT DAY

YOU GAve it away

[wolfexiii]

You're a cheesecake! You're a green bean! Green cake.. cake bean! Cheese bean. Bean cheese. Green cheese..

Friends and I tired as fuck at like 3am

[wolfexiii]

REBARA

shipitshipitshipitshipitshipitshipitshipitshipit

EVERYBODY NOW 8D

shipshipshipshipshipshipshipnoowwwwwwww

[sarasloth]

Dis hoe. #beeker451

[sarasloth]

We are ready. #beeker451

[quasarkisses]

Ayeee man, I love your blog. We should chat, because you seem really cool. I'm sorry if that sounds weird. You just seem nice. Anyway, have a nice rest of your day. c:

shhhhh no not weird

yOU'RE AWESOME

ILY

I HOPE YOU FIND FIVE DOLLARS ON THE GROUND

[wintersoldr]

When I was two, I was playing tag with a friend. I was so distracted by her that I wasn't paying attention and I ran into a wall and cracked my head open, I had to get stitches. It was my first day at a new baby sitters house, and she didn't speak much english. She called my mother petrified, worried she would stop taking me to her. But I went to her for like 2 more years. So yea, it was all good. That was my story. I'm sorry if I bored you. Or if it seemed like there was no point.

I got stitches once, it was a horrific experience. I was three and I still remember them wrapping my up like a fucking burrito so I wouldn't touch it. It was horrible, the only thing they gave me at the end of that preview of hell was a lollipop. A fucking lollipop. that's it. 

tell me your life stories because I'm bored

[dysphcria]

I want to have a conversation about all our interests, hopes and dreams, etc. C:

awwwwwww that would be sweet, I love that :3

I want to ____ you