me: of a tough week
me: of a bad month
me: of a terrible year
me: of a dreadful existence
I love that when I go to search something one of the trending blogs is space beards.
if I had a twin I would go into crowds of strangers and profess my love to someone and then say “if our love isn’t meant to be, I will go back in time and slap myself” and then my twin would burst in and slap me
-I no longer communicate with my twin and am extremely disappointed I can’t pull this off on him.
y’all might start talking again if you slap his bitchass