The only reason i enjoy going to bed is so i can make stories up in my head which makes my brain think it’s actually real
Reblog if you lick or bite your lips, a lot.
and if you automatically did either one of the two, or both, don’t even fucking hesitate
I need a make out session so intense that I forget all my problems and possibly my name.
It my wisdom teeth out yesterday morning. Been sleeping off and on since I got back but I’m up for now lol
my uncle used to be one of those people who drove dead people to cemeteries and such
then he became a taxi driver and the person he was driving tapped his shoulder to ask a question and my uncle screamed really loud
I’m sure that’s what he thought.