This is my blog.
I post whatever the fuck I wanna post.
tumblr is running out of urls and now it’s hit the point where they look like our hotmail addresses from when we were 8
whenever i see a frog on a lily pad im like yeah man… thats exactly where youre supposed to be
how do i ask a boy out
roses are red
violets are blue
guess what, my bed
has room for two
OH MY GOD NO
twinkle twinkle little star
we can do it in a car
row, row, row your boat
gently down the stream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
i can make you scream
I feel like the last one is verging dangerously into serial killer territory
So happy. He liked what someone said, or a sign someone was holding. They got a thumbs up and a big smile from him.