I'll probably be on tumblr till I reach 30
the arctic monkeys look like a 50s gang and im afraid they’re going to come out of the shadows one night and rhythmically snap their fingers at me
You’re thinking too much, snap out of it
We’re adults, but, like…adult cats. Someone should probably take care of us, but we can sort of make it on our own.
my roommate, on the question “are we adults” (via disjunct
"he’s making that face again isn’t he"
best part is that it’s even scarier when they lift the cup and nothing is there and they think it got out
i think you need a nap satan
when you have a lot of homework and not enough time