my sense of style is
“fuck im late”
“what is this”
“i love this shirt im gonna wear it for 2 weeks straight”
my sense of style is
“fuck im late”
“what is this”
“i love this shirt im gonna wear it for 2 weeks straight”
‘I want this fic, but I do not want to write it: An Opera in three acts’
I don’t care if I have 12 books I haven’t read yet. I need more.
“can u not” has been my mental response to almost everything that happens these days
my style can be described as “this smells clean” with a touch of “did anyone see me wear this yesterday”.
“I Can’t Remember Where I Put My Phone Two Seconds Ago But I Vividly Remember Every Embarrassing Thing I’ve Said Or Done Since 2008” a book written by me
(Source: reginasmom)
I’ve got 99 problems and I’m not dealing with any of them