let me have the ice cream its my birthday i don’t care about the calories
Do you ever listen to a song and imagine yourself playing it on stage like totally jamming out then you come back to reality and suddenly you need to start a band right now immediately
I feel excitement about going to Lush after work. Is that pathetic? Is that normal to be such in a happy mood for beauty products? I don’t know.
my dead dog said if this post gets 33233837k notes he’ll come back to life and bite the shit out of those made-up posts like this. this is tru reblog or ur moon will die