Your face, sir
nobody hates glee more than people who have sincerely loved glee at some point in their lives
i miss when i was like 12 and it would be the night before a big field trip or something and i couldnt go to sleep because i was so excited. i miss being so into a book that i would stay up past my bed time reading it. everything seems so bland or something idk. i’m only 19 and everything is so tiring. i miss wanting to be awake
Why are guys so obsessed with their dicks? We’ll be like “Mothers have the right to breastfeed their baby in public!” And without fail, dudes chime in with, “Does that mean I can pull my dick out in public? Can I urinate in public?” Chill the fuck out. This isn’t about your dick. You are already allowed to have your nipples out in public, sit the fuck down.
oh my GOD THANK YOU
i love it when i think “oh man i’d really like to hear that one song” and it’s the next song my ipod plays. it’s like, me n this ipod are connected. we vibin. me and this ipod are drift compatible
I’m one of those students that is too shy to ask for help on an assignment so I just procrastinate until the night before and then have a mental breakdown until I eventually figure out how to do it.
BEING AT A CONCERT AND WANTING TO ENJOY EVERY SINGLE BIT OF IT BUT ALSO WANTING TO TAKE GOOD VIDEO AND PICTURES TO REMEMBER EVERYTHING
Seeing a Broadway show: This is the greatest day of my life!
When the show ends: I’ll never be happy again
Seeing a Broadway show: I did not live until today
When the show ends: How can I live when we are parted?
Seeing a Broadway show: what is this feeling, so sudden and new?
When the show ends: Because I knew you I have been changed for good
the thing is though everytime a girl compliments me on a dress/skirt with pockets and I declare THANKS IT HAS POCKETS her response completely changes from “oh that’s nice” to “FUCK ME BACKWARDS ARE YOU FOR REAL SHOW ME SHOW ME THE POCKETS”