it’s nearly 9pm and I’m already in my bed watching my girl, bring on adult life.
i’m never going to forget the time brandon was 100% legit dead set convinced that ed sheeran was actually rupert grint. like he wouldn’t believe they were different people.
spending the first day of my 2013 after work watching top 25 best of the boy bands. i live such a thrilling life.
brushing your teeth at night is a difficult thing to do because its like a semipermanent decision once you brush your teeth thats it you cant eat for the rest of the night and i just never know if im willing to make that commitment
(via fantasyfuton)
I had a weird dream last night. It began with Danielle and I yelling at a cat killer and then being abducted, after which we attempted escape. We then went into a costume shop to avoid our abductors. Then in my dream I had a wedding, and I laid down on a conveyor belt and was take down the isle that way. I then got married which was made official by having ribbons tied in my hair. At my wedding I was in this large, fancy dress and everyone was in casual clothes. Once I was wed, my friends, Taco, Evan, Lyndon, Brandon and myself got the train home. My dreams are just odd.
