Hi, my name is Cristina! I'm a fangirl who is in love with youtubers, cats, british stuff... the BBC stole my life and if you follow me I love you!!

 

Things I love to do

1. get home
2. taiking my bra off
3. eat
4. do some sketches
5. eat
6. have a bath
7. netflix
8. have a nap
9. eat
10. Tumblr all night long

If you let me do any of these things I will probably love you till the day I die

today i was watching old disney cartoons in the kids area in the waiting room for the dentist

im 15

today i was watching old disney cartoons in the kids area in the waiting room for the dentist

im 15

hitlersbreastmilk:

is it just me but like when boys casually touch u and u kinda get like idk not freaked out but like omg??????? touch me again

manicpixiedeathbitch:

  • Harry Potter and the voldemort can u not with the stone
  • Harry Potter and the voldemort can u not with the chamber
  • Harry Potter and the voldemort can u not with the dementors
  • Harry Potter and the voldemort can u not with the triwizard tournament
  • Harry Potter and the voldemort can u not with the returning
  • Harry Potter and the voldemort can u not with the creepy childhood
  • Harry Potter and the voldemort can u not with the horcruxes and just die already jfc

littlestbug:

poutingly:

angryfuckingvegan:

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Angryfuckingvegan comes the conclusion that cows are not real and milk does not actually exist

i’m imagining him alone in his room with all the lights off, eyes wide open, rocking back and forth on his bed muttering this to himself

(Source: littleprincessvegan)

thediagonallie:

when I was in high school my AP english teacher told us we weren’t allowed to eat in class so I took that as a personal challenge to see what the most ridiculous thing I could eat in class without getting caught was so I started bringing soup to class and as soon as I’d crack the lid of my thermos the tiniest bit this football player that sat like 3 rows in front of me would going “I SMELL MEAT SOMEONE HAS SOUP” and no one ever believed him