
tonight i brought my birthday cake. my ever lasting love goes to the first person who can correctly guess what cake it is.
i do often think to myself about how i’d feel if i was single forever from now on and it worries me how little i care at times.

When you finally get home from school and you do your best Willbond impression.
horrible histories has changed the way i feel about beards forever. i remember a time when i used to think beards were unattractive. ha. what a fool i was.

the phrase ‘hot to trot’ makes me want to burn everything with fire.
okay tumblr lets make an agreement that we wont post anymore gifs or even talk about how mat baynton sings ‘if music be the food of love, play on’ during the shakespeare song because i cant.
