Just...Me.

aimmyarrowshigh:

I wish we said “fancy” in America. As in, “I fancy you.” It’s such a more agreeable term than “I have a crush on you.”  What’s a crush? Like, I AM A BOA CONSTRICTOR AND I AM GOING TO IMMOBILIZE YOU WITH MY MISPLACED AND OBSESSIVE AFFECTION.  “I fancy you” is like, you’re so shiny and glittery and I just want to put you on a shelf and look at you for a while ‘cause you’re fancy.

YES…YesyesyesyesYES.

I, apparently, am once again an auntie to a little boy. I have a niece, and now a nephew. I feel so old… And I’m only thirteen. D:

But I most definitely cannot deny the fact that I’m happy.

I’ve decided to take a break from Facebook. It turns out that my cure for not being on FB, is watching British guys on YouTube and listening to Flyleaf. And playing Tetris.

And to think I had thought I’d be exercising and doing homework. Trololol.

paopulove:

mishy:

aworldwithoutloneliness:

azulea:

scarlet-shadow:

greedling-the-humunculi:

((almost all my ships do this

))

I adopt ships.

(Source: fun-size-fanatic)