but if a playground doesn’t have swings is it really even a playground. or is it just. a disappointment
lookin through old draws like
when u use ur boobs to get someone to notice u
I’m crying so hard beacuse i went to go delete my history and
google knows what’s up
it’s funny because i am a 16 year old girl and i was talking about deleting clubpenguin because i didnt want anyone to know i still go on and i just realized that the majority of you reblogged it for a completely different reason
"I AINT NEED A VINE TO WHIP YA ASS"
It’s a metaphor, see: you hold a pen with your homework in front of you, but you don’t do it, you don’t give it the power to do its killing