for everyone who always asks about my sidebar
i feel like pop punk is hardcore’s little brother that wants to be tough but likes cuddles too much
I’m obsessed with movies, and there’s nothing else I can see myself doing.
puppies in sweaters hee hee hee
puppy in sweater hoo hoo hoo
puppies in sweaters ha ha ha
a new zine called shitty horoscopes that i’ll be premiering this year at the Toronto Queer Zine Fair, among other things! hopefully i’ll make volumes available for online purchase soon. credit where credit is due: this was inspired by the huge number of made-up horoscopes floating around tumblr lately, and angry-poems.
yup, the Libra one is pretty accurate
i want to sleep for 2 years and wake up with a degree, an apartment and money in the bank.
This is a thing that is now being offered at Disney World.
It’s macaroni and cheese, topped with bacon, served in a cone made out of bread.
I have yet to figure out if I’m disgusted by this or if I’m booking a flight to Florida to get one.
I do homework the way guys fall in love with me - slowly, then not at all
Raise your hand if you’re straddling the line between crippling anxiety and not giving any fucks about anything
*immediately shoots hand up, then looks around and lowers hand a little, then puts it back up, but really hesitantly while looking around to make sure I’m not the only one*