My Life Rotates Between Three Things:

my life rotates between three things:

a random shitpost about, like, blues clues

one of those bizarre obama dream posts where obama comes to you in a dream and tells you your future or something

or it’s one of those deeply philosophical posts that uncover the secrets of the universe

I MEANT 31 I PROMISE I KNEW THERE WERE 21 DAYS IN JANUARY PROBABLY I THINK

i was today years old when i found out that there are 21 days in january.

how did i find this out?

did i check a calendar? book something on that tuesday and figure it out?

nope.

the milk carton told me.

shout out to the girl who was screaming enchanted (taylor’s version) at the bus stop across my street: you really slayed that i hope you see this

i was today years old when i found out that there are 21 days in january.

how did i find this out?

did i check a calendar? book something on that tuesday and figure it out?

nope.

the milk carton told me.

sometimes it’s necessary to ruin your vocal chords screaming don’t blame me at the top of your lungs, ya know?

if you make a post and you don’t get the reaction you want, i have the perfect solution: create 57 different tumblr blogs and reply to your own post to make it feel like you have friends.