sunshine and nightmares<3
hugs and drugs,
arizonas and ciggarettes:)
a soldier in the MCRmy
English,acting, and a bit of hatred makes me smile in the morning.
So in English class we had to draw a scene from The Great Gatsby. After the drawings were done the teacher was showing them to the class, and one drawing was a pic of Gatsby reaching towards at the green light, but in the drawing Gatsby didn’t have hands. So my teacher starts saying something like how this picture has hidden meaning and portrays the helplessness Gatsby feels, and the kid next to me just casually says “I can’t draw hands.”
i feel like salem the cat is tumblr’s spirit animal
do you guys see what i’m getting at
holy shit yes.
does anyone else suddenly feel insanely insecure when someone incredibly attractive looks you in the eye