No YA dystopia can ever measure up to the hunger games
*walks into starbucks* lemme get uh spaghetti bolognese macchiato
"sir we don’t serve that"
don’t bullshit me i saw the secret menu on instagram
how come when someone decides to eat only fruits and vegetables people commend them for their “willpower” and “diligence” but when i decide to eat a diet composed entirely of mozzarella sticks and vodka suddenly i’m “out of control” and “putting myself in danger”
first things first i’m a princess
if i’ve been waiting this long, my future boyfriend/husband better be a famous, rich person goddammit