my follower count is my birth year
did you know jesus personally?
the worst thing is when you’re sitting in class and the person in front of you does a lean back stretch and touches your face
the more sexual and inappropriate you are with me the better we’ll get along
i never realize how much i swear until i’m in a situation where i can’t
i swear, sometimes i just want to quit this website because of how ignorant some people are
o yea the 90s. the 90s were great. fuckin sick. raw as hell. learning how to speak. crying for no reason. shitting in my diaper
IM GOING TO STAB MYSELF IN THE FOOT I JUST SENT MY ENGLISH TEACHER MY ESSAY ON HAMLET AND IT WAS STILL NAMED “the fresh prince of denmark yo holla”
oh man, i love receiving unedited final drafts:
cracks me up every time
go into a starbucks in NYC and say very loudly into your phone “this movie script is stale and trite! we need some new talent, someone with a fresh outlook” and wait
I love sunglasses, am I looking at that tree? Am I staring at your dick? Who knows!