My eyes says sleep, my tummy says eat
I’m honestly terrified of growing up
How to kill someone;
Hold their hand and then never touch their skin again,
See them nearly everyday and pretend they don’t exist,
Act like everything you ever said to them was a lie.
shout out to water for keeping my throat sufficiently lubricated for optimal yodeling techniques
isn’t it weird that we pay money to see other human beings?