if you don’t love this smile you’re only lying to yourself
Sometimes the jokes write themselves
Virginia Woolf’s suicide note, written to her husband Leonard.
On 28 March 1941 Virginia Woolf put on her coat, filled the pockets with rocks and walked into the River Ouse near her home and drowned herself. Her body wasn’t found until 18 April 1941. Her husband burried her cremated remains in their garden.
shampoo for my real friends
real poo for my sham friends
This will be my senior quote
instead of sending me nudes, send me photos of you wearing so many layers of clothes that you can’t even move
I hate it when you sit down and your thighs flatten out to approximately the size of Australia
The weekend, full speed ahead!
Tmac, ankle socks are a no no, sir.