me rollerblading into my therapist’s office this week with sunglasses and a piña colada: maurice, you’re not gonna fucking believe this,
Tag: me
me
also me
tag yourself I’m james bond
reblog if you’re def the kind of person who
- says “cool beans”
- does finger guns
- says “coolio”
- “my guy”
- “my dude”
- ironically said “get rekt scrub” and now can’t stop
- “ayyeee”
- makes a lot of weird faces
my body isnt a temple, it’s a condemned building covered in prophecies in the form of graffiti. my soul is a shrine made of garbage and neon and i am holy, hallelujah.
me: reading 85 different theories that can’t all be true at the same time
me @ all of them: yeah fuc that’s so true
made my own tag yourself meme. yes, im fully aware that i am late but these are still fun. tag yourself, i’m flower. (:
Me in the early evening: *studiously doing homework, listening to instrumental music, very focused*
Me two hours later: *upside down in my desk chair* do you think stars have feelings
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