In fifth grade we were making little clay statues and mine came out shitty so I left a big air pocket in it so it would explode when the teacher put it in the kiln and it exploded so hard it destroyed ten other kids’s statues and they were all on the verge of tears I thought it was really funny I still do

(Source: chekhov, via krazyforyou)

"Sweatpants hair tied chilling with make up on, that’s when you’re the pettiest I hope that you don’t take it wrong."

I feel like tumblr is the only social network where I can be myself!