I wish my closet was a portal for the mandolin fairy. He would visit my room every night to play me songs until I fall asleep.
I went to this book store and their books were wrapped up in paper with small descriptions so no one would “judge a book by its cover”
I just realized that I’m always judging a book by its cover.
This guy wears yoga pants and hides his face, then confronts guys who look at his butt.
this is SO important
LMFAO I THINK THIS IS AMAZINg
Be all like, “I have a fiction paper due and I wanna be on Ernest Hemingway’s level.”