once in kindergarten a girl asked me to write “super girl” on her arm since i was the only kid who could write so i wrote “shit” on her arm and i hid under the table for like 30 minutes then the teacher found me and yelled at me then called my parents and my dad laughed so hard he cried
always upgrade the fries and never be afraid to kiss someone
Getting this tattoo’d on my chest
I am so bad at replying. Like, even if I like you there is an 80% chance that I’ll forget to answer you.