YOU and I, we make our own world.

Maybe it’s because I’ve been watching too many romance movies… but, I need me some romance. because it is impossible for me to keep an interest without it. 

whatshouldwecallme:

Bitch please.

whatshouldwecallme:

When my mom is cooking: 

When I’m cooking:

CALCIFERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

I had a dream that I went backpacking through europe with kelly and rachel…

met this really cute burnette 5’10 guy in rotterdam, netherland, and we went late night clubbing with him..

but then we got a bit too drunk and lost all our backpacking stuff, so we had a little bit of money and the guy said, if you want, you guys can come work at my shop for a while and earn enough to buy a plane ticket home. (where the hell were our parents)

and he provided shelter and food for a week and we scored business for his shop (I think it was a furniture store)

then one night, he got on one knee, and proposed to one of us three, saying I want to go to america, will you (who?) marry me and make me a citizen

kelly had trent, rachel had eugene, and I had .. a pickle in my hand (dafuq?)

and so he targeted me, and I was just.. hell why not, he’s cute (scumbag brain)

so we married, all went back to america, where hell was breaking lose because of kingkong…

woke up

ON MY ORGANIC CHEMISTRY TEST WOOHOOOOOOO

GETTING DRUNK AS MY PRESENT TO MYSELF <3 <3 <3