When people ask you why are you so quiet in class?
and im just sitting there and thinking like maybe cause i fucking hate you all.
and im just sitting there and thinking like maybe cause i fucking hate you all.

this will be my job someday. i am honored with this honor.
I don’t understand why Captain America has a hood.
Like.
You gonna put that on your head and run around fighting bad guys?
Cause it’s gonna fall off and get real annoying real fast.
Trust me.
i see love as a dance; if you are willing to lift me, carry me, and lead me across the ballroom floor, then you are definitely a lifelong partner.
actually, a few weeks ago, i emceed a pageant BY MYSELF. GAH. if you were to meet me in person, you would find out that i’m actually a very shy person and tend to keep to myself, but i took the opportunity as a means to try and come out of my shell and prepare for my career in broadcasting. it turns out that i’m actually a better speaker than i thought. :]
if i fell into a giant tub of nuclear waste, i’d want to come out with three hands: one to surf tumblr, one to post tumblr, and one to eat cheese sticks. :)
when there’s so much to do, there’s nothing you want to do.