If You Can’t Reblog This, Unfollow Me Now.

Me: we’re friends, right?

Friend: ofc, why?

Me: *spams them with the 50+ memes in my photos of fandoms they’ve never read*

Them:

Me: ...still friends?🥺

Them. Sure.

I can’t call any of my boy classmates a son of a b**** because I’ve met their mothers. Why do all these jerks have super nice moms?!?

Lilligant with some LGBTQ+ color schemes.🏳️‍🌈

Mini Nya for anyone who wants her

No one:

Counselor: Do you have a therapist?

Me: Yes.

Counselor: Are they local? I might know them.

Me: No. They’re international.

Counselor: ...are they professional?

Me: Some of them, maybe.

Counselor: ...who? What? Me: Well, it’s called tumblr.

Counselor: 

Counselor: I’m calling your parents.

if you would be so kind as to reblog this if you feel insecure about your writing skills.

My top 3 most common phrases as the oldest of 3 with 2 kid brothers and 3 puppies:

“Put the poor dog down!”

“These are my shoes. They go on my feet, not in your mouth.”

“DUDE WTF”

Is it wrong that my fave pokemon xyz characters are Alain and Marrin?