No, thanks

We're getting a late start.

Mom has a headache. I’m going to go get dressed now.

Usually we go to Publix in the morning. It’s noon.

Personality tests give me something to do.

That is why I like them.

Ok tumblr so here is the situation

piniyopo:

totinosbillymaysrolls:

I have been keeping and saving any and all spiders I find running around my house. I keep them alive in little tuba wear containers and drop in crickets or whatever random feeder bugs I find at the local petsmart. Anyway,

I recently have erected a spider battle arena out of cardboard and sugar cubes. I have about 22 spiders in surplus and plan to make them do one on one combat in a tournament of epic proportions. The loser is devoured by the winner and the winner becomes stronger. He then lives on to do battle against the next opponent. Whichever spider is left standing after the other 21 have died will go on to the final round. There is a prey mantis I bought at the vivarium named Charley. The final spider gladiator will do battle with Charley the mantis. If the spider actually manages to beat Charley he will be declared the king of spider land and flushed down the toilet afterwards.

omg

Now back to finding those hats...

I'm going to go find my knit hats.

And I wait for the day people will walk up to me and say, “Mallory. You’re horrible. We can’t be your friends.” and leave me forever. I wait patiently and calmly because deep down I fear it’s what I really want: to leave everything and be someone else, no strings or worries attached.

Kyle is literally Ashley.

maharlikans:

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wat.

Omg stawp serchin ur nam ur gona fine mai angri poasts abot u

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I really wanna go to the Turkey Run.