If you’re my only friend in a class and you choose someone else when the teacher says to pick partners thats it, game over pal, you’re dead to me
Tumblr Code.
If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything
I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person
must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!
Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.
(Source: aru, via fuck-yeah-its-morgan)
does anyone else have this other self they’ve created in their mind that is not really exactly you irl but is more like what you want to be and has a life that continues in your head with like weird continuing daydreams but they’re not perfect or anything and wow i forget where i was going with this
