How about you go and get fucked then, picky bitch.
I don’t know if I’ll be able to describe how tired I am of making bibliographies by the time I am finished with graduate school.
The pretentious 20-year-old version of myself would be so ashamed of the fact that I really only like pop music.
This song has been stuck in my head for approximately two weeks.
I barely ate all day because I didn’t have food in my dorm and I didn’t want to get out of PJs but now I’m eating a wonderful dinner of microwave eggs with feta and baby carrots with ranch
I feel like this describes every Saturday of my existence since August.
i just can’t fuck with people who insist on using the little bread clip to close the bag every time they take out a slice of bread
twist and tuck, rain man
we’re all going to die anyways
Fine Young Cannibals - “She Drives Me Crazy”
are you ever at a restaurant or something and you hear a song you’ve heard like a million times all your life but for some reason all of a sudden you’re like “Holy SHIT wait a second, this song is awesome”