We’ve officially reached that annoying time of year where it’s sweater weather in the morning, but by midday you die from a heatstroke.
what a beautiful day to mind ya damn business
ugh you kill a few people on a camping trip and suddenly everyone calls you a “murderer” i’m so sick of labels
i just microwaved a pizza and realized my mother left money for me to order one so i threw away the one i made im a terrible person i cant live with myself
i trusted you
oh my god
i’m the one he ordered, he loves me more than you