30th
(via what-is-this-i-dont-even)
(via what-is-this-i-dont-even)
(Source: thin-and-confident, via feedmesluts)
(Source: popuriandstuff, via what-is-this-i-dont-even)
When I was 14 I played guitar and sang to a girl over the phone and I sucked and she hated it and I swore I’d never sing in front of a girl I liked ever again. Besides, they probably have way better dudes singing at them all day long way better than I ever could and they get sick of it.
HAHAhHHAHAH
“copywrited”
“Comment at rachel”
“ever consider cosmetic surgery?”
also, how does it make any sense that this would make me want to get plastic surgery…I guess just throwing that one in there because it was easy.
I saw that too. Both those dudes are kind of idiots Rach. I’m sure you know that by now though.
I’ve been convinced that no one actually lives in a Real City, and every person’s home address is located in a suburb named after an English town, a Confederate general, or a city Back East. Sorry, I meant to say “I’ve convinced myself.”
Why is it so hard for me and so easy for everyone else, to be someplace good?
I have to make a decision very soon about where to go, and I’m very scared that I won’t be able to survive anywhere that isn’t a shitty redneck town.
After all, no one actually LIVES in Philadelphia or Chicago, they all commute from the surrounding cornfields, right?
Ok I’m done.
(Source: blessedwithafuckingcurse, via hannahbugloves)
(Source: amnemonic, via torifuckinglux)