Hi loves :)
My name is Bri
I like anime, drawing, long walks on the beach, & Doctor Who~
No matter who you are, what you look like, what you've been through, I will not judge.
[+] Hetalia, Homestuck, Food, I pretty much live off of skittles so I really like those, Autumn, Winter, snow, Doctor Who, Dubstep, pretty much anything from the 80's, Coeur de Pirate, Green Day, Pierce the Veil, Panic! At The Disco, Ed Sheeran, Dan Howell, Phil Lester, forests, books, sunglasses, Playing piano, Creepypasta stories, Nutella, Harry Potter, All Time Low, Mayday Parade, Maroon 5, Sleeping With Sirens, Black Veil Brides, Black Butler, Attack on Titan, free!, Soul Eater, Pokemon, Supernatural, SOME botdf songs, Paramore, The Cab, night time, the beach, tumblr, witty, life, homestuck, LOTR, and writing.
[-] People who judge other people before they get to know them, having to wake up in the morning
do you still think of me when you look at the autumn trees do you still think of me when you feel the crisp breeze do you still think of me when the leaves start to fall do you still think of me and what started it all do you still think of me when you run your fingers through her hair do you still think of me or even know that I'm there
reasons why winter is better than summer: •little to no insects (◕‿◕✿) •sweaters all the time (◠△◠✿) •the air is nice and fresh smelling (◡‿◡✿) •sometimes it snows and you get out of school \(◕‿◕✿)/ •snow is pretty (´･ω･`) •no pollen (▰˘◡˘▰) •it gets darker faster so theres more nighttime and more time to look at the stars (ᅌᴗᅌ* ) •everything is dead just the way i like it (⊙‿⊙✿)
What I literally do not understand , is why it's ok to insult your fcking child, and then expect them to respect you as if you treated them like they fcking deserve to be. Like no, I'm not going to fcking admire you as a parent if you make me feel like sht. You’re supposed to bring your kids self esteem up not shatter it.
My brother decided to use my bathroom and that was fine, but five minutes later I hear singing and he’s singing to the tune of “What’s This” from The Nightmare Before Christmas about various products I keep in the bathroom. “What’s this, what’s this? There’s products everywhere. What’s this? I think it goes in hair.”
I’m at the grocery store with my grandparents and my grandpa has wandered away and now my grandma is going up every isle yelling his name and im hiding behind a cookie display because i dont want anyone to know im with the crazy woman screaming 'Dick' at the top of her lungs
I’m the nicest rude person you’ll ever meet, I don’t give a f.uck about anything but at the same time I care about a lot, I hate people but I develop feelings of attachment easily, I hate myself but at the same time I’m completely fabulous.