If life was a book; every day would be a new page, every month would be a new chapter, and every year would be a new series.

Meow, Meow, Meeeeooooow?

She told you to G.T.F.O. over text????

I’ve never been scared of the dark, but I’m still terrified of what’s in it.

The ground is to far away, why can’t we raise it up?