That character that makes you say
from the bottom of your soul
bed blogging and hearing your mom yell that lunch’s ready
rushing to the kitchen like
mom: it’ll be ready in five mins but would you mind setting the table?
Half of an ed sheeran concert is incredible music and the other half is him tripping over cords and amps
I have no idea what you’re talking about.
there needs to be a month between august and september
son i have news for you
"this tastes like shit" "haha how do you know what that ta-"