I’ve always loved the idea of not being what people expect me to be.
The year is 2060. iPhone 842 is released. The screen touches you
shoutout to those three followers who like and reblog literally everything you post
the only nation i will ever rule is procrastination
IMAGINE IF SIMON COWELL WAS YOUR DAD AND YOU WERE SINGING IN THE SHOWER AND HE KNOCKED ON THE DOOR AND SAID “ITS A NO FROM ME”