“I’m a cheerleader”
” Oh so the guys must be all over you”
”hahahahahahahahahahahaahahahaHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHAAAAAAHHHHAAAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”
(via winks-and-hairwhips)
Looking up my old homes on Google street view makes me so nostalgic that I want to throw up.
Saturday nights on omegle video tracking “tumblr” so I can actually have a conversation with someone and not watch dicks all night.
hashtag the struggles
It’s funny how much people don’t know about me. There’s so much inside that has never been let out, and the sad thing is, I have no one to tell it to.
The even sadder thing is that I know there never will be.
Wishing my blog a happy 3 year blogiversary, ilysm <3
Happy Valentine’s day I love you all xoxoxo
Some people are just so attractive it isn’t even fair. Sigh.
There’s something about the novel and movie of The Perks of Being a Wallflower that makes you fall in love with Charlie. It’s incredible.
(Source: h0neytree)
I’m so ill right now. I haven’t been this sick in years. I can hardly move and everything hurts and I don’t like this one bit. :’(
Any of you loves have instagram or gifboom? Give me a follow & I’ll follow you back :)
devonelizabeth_
My town is having a severe blizzard all through this evening & all of tomorrow.
We can get up to 80cm of snow with 120km/h winds (that’s 2.6 feet of snow and 75 mph winds)!! Classic Canadian move mother nature, eh?
My power may (probably, actually) will go, so I’m hoping my laptop & cell batteries outlast the storm.
In the mean time, everything is closed and we can’t drive anywhere so I’m at home bored. Save me plz. <3
Did you know that the stereotypical heart shape is supposed to resemble two hearts fused together through love?
(Source: h0neytree)
Anonymous: Why do you care if people follow you on ig or this blog? You are definitely the prettiest and most popular type of girl in your school.
This blog and my blog’s instagram were like my only escape. All strangers, no one to make fun of me or to judge me because they know me personally.
I’m sorry, but you’re completely wrong. I never had many friends at all, and I was never even NEAR the prettiest. I was always quiet and never looked up to. I’m more of the loser type.
That’s how I’ve felt my whole life, anyway.
