So last night my mum wouldn’t let me have any sweets because she said they were all for the trick or treaters so i put this mask on and went out the back door and went around to the front and said trick or treat and she didn’t recognize me and she said “since i don’t think we’ll be getting any more tonight you can the rest of this bag my daughter will have them otherwise” and then i went back ini love myself
my mom asked why i don’t read as many books as i used to and i just said it was because i read a lot of unpublished stories from independent writers online and she thinks that’s very good of me to give undiscovered authors a chance
i just read gay porn
Never stop reblogging this
I mean she may only be 7 months old but so far she hasn’t sent anyone anon hate so I think we’re doing better job than your parents did, just saying.
okay but at this summer art program I really did have a classmate who created this whole complex world for his comic and the culture of the main characters considered hands to be inappropriate parts of the body and everyone wore oven mitt like things to fulfill this extensively developed world he had created just so he wouldn’t have to draw hands
absolutely fucking incredible
Prince Hans chuckled to himself, softly taking a hand to his jacket and adjusting it with a slight, yet firm tug. “You ready?”
Mitt looked Hans in the eyes with a glance.
"Ah Hans the real question is, is America ready?"
He felt himself smirk, and soon enough his eyes met Mitt’s, too.
"For Obama, yes."
There’s this guy that rants everyday about how everyone is sinners at our college and someone made a bingo game to go along with him today
I just keep looking at this ruler and questioning if the writer ever actually looked at one when talking about dick sizes of the characters
I’m laughing so hard that my dad was coming and he stayed and laughed with me lmao