so every year after the juniors finish reading The Great Gatsby my high school english teacher throws a Gatsby party at his huge house and everyone shows up in period clothing and Charlestons to 20s music and my english teacher just wears a suit and stands off to the side staring wistfully out the window the entire night
you guys think I’m joking??
people that follow you but never reblog, like, comment on your shit or even interact with you at all
there are teenagers who have unprotected sex but have a case for their iphone
just let that sink in
My dad just dropped a bowl of pasta on the floor and it went everywhere, and he stared at it for like 5 minutes, sighed and then said ‘sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead’ and then he walked off without cleaning it up.
I told my dad a post about him has nearly 40k notes and he told me that he doesn’t understand what ‘tumblrering’ is but he doesn’t want to be involved in my lonely shenanigans.
The kid in the window’s like flipping shit.
Like calm down, haven’t you had a baby burger before. They sell them at A&W.
im laughgin bc it looks like tony is like doing improv dancing omg
makin my way downtown
walkin fast



