last night I had a dream that I was dying and my dying wish was for someone to feed me chicken tenders I kid you not
that’s beautiful :’)
When I die spread my ashes at Comic Con because that’s probably the only way I’ll ever get there.
*goes a few hours without internet access* wow i’m so healthy and wild i could live in the woods
I should do something with my life
tumblr is currently a place for people not at comic-con to sit and wait for pictures of comic-con to be posted. then cry about how we are not at comic-con.