Logging in to tumblr after the 17th
What she texts: I’m finw
What she means: I’m fine
love-jesus-but-i-drink-a-little:
I was a professional juggler for like five years and all of my friends politely pretend it never happened.
Sometimes I will be holding three or more similarly sized objects and they will all shoot me the kind of warning glances typically reserved for cats who are about to swipe a fresh and crispy fish stick from a small child’s hand.
I gaze wistfully at a basket of apples and they all think, “Don’t you FUCKING dare,” so hard that I take psychic damage.
😂😂😂😂😂 if you were my friend i’d probably HAND you similarly sized objects and watch you juggle
*talks about u behind ur back but in a supportive way about how cool u are and how much i love u*
My phone’s camera accidently started doing a vertical panorama. Decided to give it a go and got this really cool pic!
Dang
“Do you love the color of fire?”
@millykr/instagram
how “i wont fight you father, i feel the good in you, the emperor hasnt driven the light from you fully, i want you to come with me” turns into “kek hi everybody welcome to my nephew killing speedrun” is BEYOND me
I really can’t fuck with people who don’t see nothing wrong in their actions, it’s 2018 bitch learn how to self reflect damn
