kathleenstalksgreenday:

pitch-please:

What a long day! Today we played in our school’s concert band at the Matamata Brass Band Festival and scored a silver award!

Here’s a lovely picture of us (haha kidding)

Bye pitches.

AAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA. You have a strange definition of lovely.

I SAID KIDDING IN BRACKETS

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pitch-please:

If you know what I mean

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thomasflight:

I have a feeling my relationship with baking is just barely beginning. And it’s going to be a long one.

(Source: noperfectdayforbananafish, via leonard-room)

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profrumbleroar:

mountincest:

lovemetoinfinity:

fatdough:

rewind-and-restart:

mountincest:

school doesnt even test your intelligence it tests your memory

it tests my patience

it tests my ability to hold my pee

it tests my ability to keep calm and not slap a bitch

whoa

There are four types of people at school.

First you have your Ravenclaws

then your Hufflepuffs

then your Gryffindors

and lastly, your Slytherins.

(via dftbpenguin)

  • Period: You want cookies
  • Period: You want to fuck
  • Period: You want to fuck while eating cookies.
  • Period: Let's be sad about trivial things, shall we?
  • Period: Kill them.
  • Period: Kill them too.
  • Period: Kill them and eat their cookies.
  • Period: Shhhh it's okay you'll feel better soon.
  • Period: HAHAHAHAHA NO YOU WON'T FUCK YOU.

bombliate:

how weird is it to have pets though like a random animal just lives in your house and you can’t communicate with it but you both just accept it

(via firstginger)