i love that fall has a feeling, it’s not even the taste of smoke and barbeque in the air or the smell of wet dead leaves, it’s like a palpable feeling against your skin. it reminds me of renaissance festivals and cider barns and long highway drives to lawrence with the trees all sunset-shaded on the side of the road and cold night bonfires and guys i really fucking love autumn
|—||Unknown (via psych-facts)|
AUTUMN’S ON IT’S WAY YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS
- HOT CHOCOLATE
- HALLOWEEN AND PUMPKINS
- WATCHING DISNEY FILMS WHILE IT RAINS
- DID I MENTION SWEATERS?!
Bohemian Rhapsody is no one’s favorite song, but also everyone’s favorite song. Like, when someone asks what your favorite song is you never say Bohemian Rhapsody but when it starts playing on the radio I am pretty sure you crank it up and belt out every single lyric and you don’t even care you’re so proud.
|—||This thought has been haunting me for months. (via beduusd)|
on a scale from Matilda to Carrie how well do you handle having telekinesis and terrible parents
do not fix your dark circles let the world know youre tired of its shit and ready to kill a man
straight friend: aw I don’t understand why you’re still single
me: because approximately 8% of the us population identifies under the lgbtq community where 1.1% identifies as lesbian female, 3.5% as bisexual female, 1.7% as gay male, 1.1% as bisexual male, .3% as trans, and .3% as something else, then there’s finding someone who I’m compatible with emotionally, physically, and romantically from less than 8% of the population, and may or may not live near me
shout out to people who have seen you naked but you can still have regular conversations with