If someone is happy with their body don’t you fucking dare insult them for showing it off
following back tons
when u run out of things to say in an essay
blossom you peice of shit
"The best advice I’ve ever received is, ‘No one else knows what they’re doing either."
i thought someone was playing the piano really loudly outside but turns out i had minecraft open and i forgot
Imagine having braces during the apocalypse. no one can take your braces off. And you just have to accept that you’ll have braces forever.
i want a novel focused around a character with braces during the apocalypse and the entire plot of the story revolves around their search for an orthodontist who is still alive and they sort of accidentally save the world in the process
Titled: Brace for It.
OMG THIS WAS ALWAYS IN THE BACK OF MY HEAD WHEN I HAD BRACES
call the police