In a mine where a million diamonds shine!


there’s nothing worse than being hungry but not being able to figure out what you’re craving


I keep thinking oh man, I’m so immature. How am I allowed to be an adult.

Then I spend time with teenagers.

And it’s like, wow, okay, yeah. I am an adult. I am so adult. Look at me adulting all over the place.


can someone hook a girl up with a butt martini?