I mostly post up interestingly random reblogs, pictures of things I see, personal letters, confessions, old writings, political crêpes, and my InnerFrog's thoughts. If you browse through long enough, you might find something I've written about You. 'But I still count my memories as mine... Nothing's hidden but for the things that aren't mine. Things that are mine are never hidden; 'maybe just tucked away rather shittily. // I have yet to care enough about any one thing. Have a good day! Take it! Shoo!
i hate crying in front of people so if i have ever cried in front of you, yes it does kinda mean you’re important but mostly it means it was a terrible accident that i will regret forever
...until it's the furthest away from Christmas again.
It will be fanfuckingtastic.
Hello person, I have oranges for sharing.
Steamed oranges anyone? Anyone?
Would you like some oranges?