You keep saying all these things to me, yet saying I am the one who needs to move on. I am confused…

You’re messaging me, I feel you really need to reevaluate yourself…


I keep thinking oh man, I’m so immature. How am I allowed to be an adult.

Then I spend time with teenagers.

And it’s like, wow, okay, yeah. I am an adult. I am so adult. Look at me adulting all over the place.

Anonymous: you are so fucking dumb, everyone knows how weak you are. No one really gives a shit and deep, deep, down you know it. You try to slut around but we all know how fake it is. Move on, Bitch.

Por Que senor.

I really could not careless as to what a grey face has to say





i dont need a boyfriend i need 12 million dollars and a donut 

12 million dollars can be used to obtain many donuts.

explain how

money can be exchanged for goods and services