do you ever wonder if anyone reads your blog like everyday just to check on you
ma’am im sorry but that baby was due today, i don’t care if its not done just turn in what you have
a magician asks you to pick a card - any card, in fact. you do. they ask you to put the card back in the pack - anywhere in the pack, in fact. you do. they walk away. ten years later, your wife gives birth to the six of clubs. “is this your card?” the midwife asks, in a familiar voice.
what the fuck
if someone from the internet wants to meet me cool alright im down but i just hope they’re not expecting much cause im even uglier in person
*sunlight hits your laptop screen*
every piece of dust in the world