grab your sharpie and write your message on the wall

I was here OHO I WAS HERE

Regina Spektor




I really love the fact that for a few weeks every year Britain absolutely loses its shit over a bunch of people we’ve never seen before in our lives squatting in front of ovens and crying over the texture of cake I feel like it really brings us together in combined fear of soggy bottoms

I’m sorry, what? Can someone explain this to me?


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