This is a song called “Dear Florida, I Hate You, Please Die.” (at Downtown Disney)
Category Archives: literally me
I am That Person wearing their magic band in a Target. #tourist #disneysnob (at Target Orlando SW)
Yesterday was Black Cat Appreciation Day, so please enjoy this gratuitous picture of Hiccup cuddling with Astrid. (also in a nest of computer cords? He’s a weird kid.) #hiccupthecat #catsofinstagram (at The Dollhouse)
What do you mean, vet’s office? YOU SAID WE WERE GOING TO THE PHILHARMONIC!
i’ve reblogged this at least seven times and i don’t regret any of them
one of the strangest things about visiting at home is showering with the door closed.
because at home I have a very smol cat who SCRATCHES AND CRIES when mommy goes into the strange water room so the door stays open so he can come in and out to check on me.
he likes to sit on the toilet tank and meow at me to make sure I’m still alive.
Ten hours in a car. One majestic stop for Cracker Barrel. Countless singalongs, audiobook chapters, and one episode of Welcome to Night Vale. So many fruit snacks. @skipperkimberly and I had the greatest road trip ever and we’ve made it to Nashvile!! (at Nashville TN)
Who is your precious cinnamon roll?
My precious cinnamon roll? themetaphorgirl.
I AM BRI’S PRECIOUS CINNAMON ROLL.
THIS IS ALL I EVER WANTED IN LIFE!!!
My parents sent me a care package that included an old (barely started) scrapbook that had some pretty killer pictures of baby me. I also feel the need to add that this was a jumpsuit, not a dress. #90schild
Toothless on my shirt. Toothless on my tumblr. Toothless on my lap.
The Metaphor Girl 