My name is Brie.
I am 18. Female.
that's it. there's nothing else to say.
how did jack frost handle feeling alone for three hundred years i can’t even handle it for three minutes
it’s called his hand
i didnt zoom in on that pic and i thought it said “how do you think i make snow”
Dad: stop texting and go to sleep
Me: I'm not texting. I'm reading.
Dad: oh really? Read the line you're on.
Line: He roughly shoved his partner against the wall and forced his tongue between the other man's parted lips.
Me: just kidding I'm texting somebody