About Me
The thoughts of a desperate housewife trapped in the body of a teenage gay boy.
Trapped Housewife
i don;t even know why i stay up late all i do is find new ways to hate myself
(Source: foodtrucker, via laughcentre)
you are my sunshine
my only sunshine
you make me happy
when skies are gray
you’ll never know dear
how much i love you
please dont take
my sunshine away
this is the most beautiful post i have ever seen I’m my life
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Even though there is nothing bad on my phone no you cannot look at it.
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IT SHAKES WHEN YOU DO ALT+CLICK TO REBLOG NOW.
IT. SHAKES.
LIKE A VOLCANO READY TO ERUPT.
LIKE PIKACHU PREPARING TO ATTACK.
LIKE A SMALL CHILD GETTING A SHIVER IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT.
IT JUMPS OUT OF MY SCREEN WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT
AND THE SHARE ICON MOVES CASUALLY OUT THE WAY AS IT SHAKES
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