May 23rd. So close you can almost taste it. Get tickets for The Hangover Part III: http://bit.ly/H3Tickets
“you wanna see my breasts” i say seductively to my boyfriend. i unbutton my shirt to reveal two large, succulent cuts of meat. i am a chicken. why do i have a boyfriend. why am i wearing clothes
(Source: kawhoru, via rneerkat)
that was complimeant to be an insult
here it is, ive found it. the worst text post of all time
now that it has that comment it is
when you’re so pale that your bare legs reflect sunlight and shine bright like diamonds
shine bright like a white kid
(via rneerkat)
“My coffee got cold, so I made an owl with it.”
you made a fucking owl with your coffee
I can’t even make coffee with coffee
(via anonymous-fox)
lasagna is just spaghetti flavored cake
(Source: doodoomar, via queen-potato)