i just picked up a new hobby called “messaging people on facebook i’ve never actually talked to demanding they give me back my fucking sandals”
The fuck? I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I’m so sorry. I’m trash.
this isn’t the oprah that i know and love
don’t you mean the oprah you hit with a car???
THAT WAS ONE TIME
Drink it now so my heart can drop the bass or wait it out so I dont die of a heart attack? You choose tumblr you have until 5 pm est.
"So for my birthday a few of my friends surprised me and they came over and visited the set and they brought along with them 40 kazoos." [x]