I hate being on my period because it’s too many different emotions. Like just leave me the fuck alone so I can curl into a ball and die, just suffering in my pain while shoving chocolate down my throat to wanting to be cuddled & loved and by the end I’m so sexually frustrated I can’t even function.
It needs to mandatory for Ellen to host the Oscars from now on.
Gave my students a pop quiz today and learned something new:
If you make all the answers to the questions C, you will see 35 of the most hilariously panicked and confused faces in the world.
are you satan
you really do not live up to your url
That pizza guy better put this on his resume like “I delivered pizza to a room full of celebrities at the oscars and I didn’t cry or crack under pressure”
*walks up to attractive person* I noticed u were eating. U wont believe this but I ALSO enjoy eating. We should get food or married sometime
imagine if it started raining sweaters i think i would start crying it’d be so beautiful