I keep thinking oh man, I’m so immature. How am I allowed to be an adult.

Then I spend time with teenagers.

And it’s like, wow, okay, yeah. I am an adult. I am so adult. Look at me adulting all over the place.



a group of weasels can be called a confusion

it is a confusion of baby weasels

My brother said “wtf little sausages”

(Source: cute-animals-only)