18 years on this earth. Hopefully many more. Big city dreams, small city raising. I have too many things to remember and a terrible memory

Boston Bound.

We don't mind being stuck on someone, as long as the feeling's mutual.



so my family plays this game where if someone is holding something and you yell “drop the bass” they have to drop what they’re holding so my mom was holding a carton of eggs so i yelled it and she looked me dead in the eye, dropped then eggs on the floor and whispered “you’ve gone too far

adopt me

The main reason I love tumblr is because there are a lot of posts on here that make me think.