things discovered when cleaning out my dorm room:

• $2.26
• a shit ton of origami paper
• the krazy straws i had made for my brothers
• that oh lordy i really do not want to study for chem
• that i am disgusting and have been living in my own filth, oh my god, have you SEEN how many lysol wipes i’ve used

batreaux:

i’m not like most girls. my head snaps back and a giant pez candy emerges from my throat

(via failbag)