Giugno 2013
it’s not you’re* or your*, it’s all mine, everything is mine
“Avrei giurato di aver sentito un biscotto al cioccolato che mi chiamava.”
—Peanuts (via genesisofsupernova)
i just want perfect skin and hair and teeth and body proportions and endless supplies of money and intelligence is that too much to ask for
TODAY MY CHEMISTRY TEACHER BURNED A DOLLAR IN FRONT OF US BUT HE FORGOT TO TELL US THAT THE DOLLAR WOULDNT BURN ONLY THE ALCOHOL WOULD SO HE TOOK OUT A 100 DOLLAR BILL AND SOAKED IT IN ALCOHOL AND WERE LIKE “WHAT ARE YOU DOING” AND HE CAUGHT IT ON FIRE AND WE ALL YELLED AT HIM BUT THEN IT WENT OUT AND THE BILL WAS FINE AND WE WERE SILENT FOR 20 MINUTES
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