*puts my phone on the charger under my pillow every night in hopes that it lights me on fire while I sleep*
*puts my phone on the charger under my pillow every night in hopes that it lights me on fire while I sleep*
One of my clearest high school memories is of the time I asked my freshman bio teacher what he wanted to be when he grew up and he said “assassinated”
@ songs that make me feel both slutty and powerful, thank you
Cotton eyed joe