Me when I’m forced to go anywhere.
All I want is an apartment in a city, a decent job, a pet, WiFi, TV and someone to have sex with.
current emotion: any picture of spike the dinosaur from land before time
I’m so much cooler on tumblr than in real life but I’m not even cool on tumblr
*choking back tears* wanna fight
my personal style is called “i don’t have the money for my preferred aesthetic”