today I saw a preteen girl pick up Mean Girls at Target and ask her friend what it was. She didn’t even know. She said it sounded dumb. The people are forgetting. The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it.
oops my bad grllll
oh yes tortoise my bad. i didnt realize there was a difference.
thank you Maura for sharing these facts about yourself. I would love to meet your turtle sometime.
"text me when you get home so i know you’re safe" kinda people are the people i wanna be around
listening to an album for the first time is weird bc you have to give your full attention to it and you cant sing along
every single person you know has something in their life and past that is probably worth collapsing to the ground in an uncontrollably sobbing heap over, so be nice to each other and tell good jokes
my brother left his drink at taco bell and was like “where’s my baja blast?” and my sister just quietly whispers “in the baja past”
glad that tumblr has started putting random ppls posts on my dashboard, love it, thanks for this exciting new feature, definitely want to see posts from people i dont follow, thats why i didnt follow them
“hey do you want the rest of my-“