the word clock I want is $1100
how about I pave the entire road at the orphanage I sponsor instead
I can’t believe someone would buy that
I wish I had someone who cared about me, who I could call at 3am and they wouldn’t get mad. someone I could tell anything to and they would tell me everything and we wouldn’t judge because we were equally terrible. we would almost be the same person, but totally different at the same time. we would be inseparable and everyone would make jokes about us always being together. I wish I had someone to talk to.
anyone at all.
I love the people on my dash who post lots of text posts
because then it doesn’t feel like I follow them
it feels like we’re friends :’)
judging by how many posts I’ve scrolled by on my facebook home page, I’m going to hell, I hate my mother and my first born child will be given to the devil. how can I live with myself.
I wish I could edit my appearance like I could edit my theme