I love closing tumblr, bye mentally ill people, see you in ten minutes when i inevitably open tumblr again
okay i don’t get making memories
all you ever do is talk to people about stuff that happened but when does the happening happen when all you do is talk about what happened
*ok, but what is Jake's stragle?*
"Sex is what makes us human" is stupid. Almost every species fucks. Humans are the only species that jumps motorcycles over school buses that are on fire. Some other things too probably
I can't believe I never posted this (that's from 23.08.2022)
Does anyone else always have the desire to make things worse when you’re down already “because I’m sad/stressed/depressed already, it’s not like it can be much worse… rather be double depressed once than depressed twice”?
Someone remind Zack and Cody that their dinner reservation is today at 7:30 p.m. and yes, they most definitely have to feel like eating Italian today.
Guess who be having a panique attaque right now
not to throw up all my feelings on here but I feel sick, hungry, my period is late and my face is very warm (or my hands are cold idk)
They saw an opportunity and, by god, they fucking took it.
football is lowkey so cute omg like they practice with their friends and then they get on their little buses and travel to go play with other groups who practiced with their friends
and they all match with their friends
Zack and Cody showing up at that restaurant at 7:30pm tonight:
you know i always thought that when people got a lot of notes on a post theyd stop reading the tags after a while and stuff. Now i know thats not the case. At least not for me. Ive read every single tag. Like the newspaper
[Photo ID]: a Duolingo story in German, wherein Eddy asks “Moment. Du denkst, dass ich als Löwenbändiger arbeite?” (in English: “Wait a minute, you think that I work as a lion trainer?”), to which Junior responds “Ja. Ich habe im Schrank deinen Lederanzug und deine Peitsche gefunden” (English: “Yes. I found your leather suit and your whip in the closet.”)


