my favorite thing is when you’re petting a dog and you stop for a second and it bumps your hand with its nose like hey don’t stop now keep going
If you pull me on your lap there is a 101% chance I’m going to make out with you.
i would advise you to avoid santa
my hobbies include looking at text posts and wondering how i didn’t think of them first
i get so affectionate when i’m sleepy it’s disgusting
wait a minute this isn’t my homework
this is tumblr
how did this happen
i hate how people use the word “partner” for gay people like no she’s my girlfriend we’re not fucking doing science projects together thank you bye
Shoutout to that one go-to outfit in my closet that makes me look like less of a potato
bed blogging and hearing your mom yell that lunch’s ready
rushing to the kitchen like
mom: it’ll be ready in five mins but would you mind setting the table?