Tag 20 followers you want to get to know better

I was tagged by my fav: @Lester-Quester

Here are my answers :)

Name: Tain (pronounced Tayn) Nickname: Tai (pronounced Tay) Sign: Capricorn Gender: Female Favourite Colour(s): Black and white Average hours of sleep: 7 Lucky number: 2 Last thing I googled: “Troye Sivan we’re my OTP” What makes me cringe: Metal rubbing/hitting metal or glass Favourite Youtuber: Troye Sivan (If he still counts as one), Dan Howell and Phil Lester

I tag:

@suck-a-fuck-Vida @Standard-Premium @caresforcats @better-than-your-grandmas-cake @Goodvibe-Goodtime @bignightmareenthusiast @hidingfromtherain @megaloudlyspordiccollectorposts @newygrk @goldn-url @the-hosts-who-comes-and-goes @ugly-bum @aggressivelysweet @catleesy @galacti-q @the-goaldreamer @axiomatic-ethereality @shedthelegend @adventureenvy @keenglitterlover

you'll be thinking "damn i knew her" but you didn't. don't get it twisted.

Golden / Ruth B

I’m getting better at this

🌧🌧🌧💦💦💦

This happened after about 10 minutes of talking…

I’m just sharing this cute little pumpkin because it made me smile 🙏🏻

yo like old people give our generation so much shit for being rude and disrespectful but

in my 5 years of working at a fast food restaurant

i have never once, not ONCE, been abused or spoken rudely to for any reason by a young person.

You know who yells at me when the restaurant is busy and their order takes a little longer? When there’s a mistake with their food? Asshole middle aged people.

You know who smiles and says it’s ok? Teenagers and little kids.

unpopular opinion: milk is disgusting

I'm sippy cups for men

tanaad 💯🔥

1st Letter Of My Name : 2nd Letter Of My Name : 1st Letter Of My Moms Name : 2nd Letter Of My Moms Name : 1st Letter Of My Dads Name : 2nd Letter Of My Dads Name : My Child’s Name Would Be ?

Bad News: Our boss locked the keys inside the building.

Good News: We didn’t have to wait around for a locksmith.

Bad News: My boss finds it very concerning that I know how to pick locks, and tried to unlock my Tragic Backstory™. I was too embarrassed to admit that the reason I learned was because, at thirteen, I figured that was the kind of skill that would impress cute girls.

Good News: A cute girl saw me do it.

Bad News: It was Maggie, and since she’s already seen me fall out of several trees, cry because I saw a fawn that was just too damn small, and knows I can ride a unicycle, she’ll never think I’m cool no matter what I do. It’s too late. She knows.