I promise we’re sort of normal.

“shake it like a polaroid picture” as i silently twerk to myself. 

I need your lips pressed against mine. I need to run my fingers through your hair. I need to be held by you. I need you.
I know what i need.

i need someone who will hold me tight.
i need someone who will say with me.
i need someone who will softly kiss my neck and whisper “I love you” into my ear.
i need someone who will look into my eyes and just smile.
i need someone who will be mine forever and i know i can trust them
i need someone who can deal with me crying at 2am on a school night.
i need someone who cares enough about my health to stay up with me on a skype call until 4 on a sunday night so i can go to the hospital first thing the next morning.
i need someone who i can call my own.
i need someone who i can call my one.
i need someone
i have that someone.
i am in love with that someone.
that someone is my best friend.
and i can’t wait to see him in a few weeks.

Ok so in just chillin and then I realize something.

I’ve been poking at my butt for the past 15 minutes. It’s so nice. Guys. I have a nice ass.

IT’S SO PERFECT.

(Source: shunstanpike)

i don’t know. This is like my favourite picture ever, i’m glad i have him as my best friend. 

i don’t even want to be in my own home right now.
If all else fails, i’m gonna keep my body awesome so i can be an exotic dancer. you know, back up.

What the hell, Cato? (Taken with GifBoom)

One of my friends laxin

what if i was i boy?

Soupy. (Taken with GifBoom)

I love William Benz Bitter.

Want.