having seaweed rub against u when ur swimming in the ocean is like having satan slowly caress ur legs and toes while smiling creepily at u and whispering “mayonnaise”
I feel so uncomfortable
this is one of the funniest things i’ve ever read
"I just want one Christmas where I’m not emotionally devastated."
i have this problem where when tumblr gets boring i open a new tab of tumblr
Avoiding people. I avoid people that I actually like. I suppose that’s a phobia, but it’s also a habit.