being alive in a world that sometimes seems dead
My name is Alison. I'm not one of the normal people; I don't aspire to be. To be honest, I don't aspire to be anything. Hope you enjoy my blog. (Don't judge me, m'kay?) :)
My name is Alison. I'm not one of the normal people; I don't aspire to be. To be honest, I don't aspire to be anything. Hope you enjoy my blog. (Don't judge me, m'kay?) :)
*phone rings*
“hello”
“hi! is your refrigerator running”
“yes it is”
“mine is as well! can’t wait to see your fridge at the race tomorrow”
(via hate)
i used to be so picky about what i post and reblog but it’s just slowly deteriorated into a state of “why not”
(via sadisticmonster)
3 days ago
I like talking to people as long as I don’t have to do it often. ;3
The best place to throw a party is to throw it off a cliff.
I just learnt that when you smash a bottle of champagne against a ship you become it’s ‘godmother’. Does this apply to our kind of ships? Can I find Andrew Garfield and Emma Stone, hit them with champagne and become the godmother of that ship. DOES THIS APPLY TO US?
