If we’re friends, there’s a 106% chance that I’m always petrified that you secretly hate me.
basically tumblr is like our father and we’re all his children and he is about to get married to yahoo who is a massive bitch and will probably ruin our lives and we’re like no dad stop and we’re all crying very loudly because we dont want yahoo to be our new mum because she is a monster who will probably kill dad when he becomes useless and take all his money that he left to us the bottOM LINE IS NO PLS DONT SELL TUMBLR DAVID KARP NOOOO DONt do It
In Chicago they don’t say “I love you” they say “Detroit Sucks” which is stupid because why don’t you actually cheer for your team.
I don’t get how someone can confront me for talking shit over text and say “say it to my face next time”. Like ok. How about you do the same?
neck kissing is really fucking hot though