parents: in five years you won't even remember his last name
me: in five years it'll be my last name
parents: what
me: what
❝ Please be careful with me. Sometimes I just get sad and I don’t know why. I’m sorry. ❞

me: *accidentally clicks something*
me: *drags it across the screen so it can't open*



i wanna go for walks in the middle of the night but i also dont want to die ya feel

just girly things


so many potatoes in the world are waiting for me to eat them