i’m so possessive over people but like a quiet possessive because i dont want to be clingy so i kinda just angrily stare at people from afar
*checks if acne is still there*
FETCH ME MY JIMMY CHOO FLIP FLOPS
WHERE IS MY PINK PRADA TOTE
I NEED MY TIFFANY HAIRBAND
AND THEN I CAN GO FOR A FLOAT
in english class today my teacher asked “what is the definition of poetry” and he called on me and i said “anything type of writing that is not prose” and he got very angry because his lesson plan was to have a twenty minute discussion about the definition of poetry and then tell the class the definition was any writing that wasnt prose and apparently i ruined his lesson so he took my talking privileges away
changing themes is such a traumatic experience
"white people can’t danc-"
"white people can’t twer-"
why can’t band shirts just be free
I don’t even understand what’s so enjoyable about reblogging pictures all day
but I can’t stop