late night breakdowns are my speciality
what do u mean we’re not friends, we follow each other
Waking up in the middle of the night and realizing you still have time to sleep
when someone hot follows you back
ONLY DEAD PEOPLE KNOW WHAT HAPPENS WHEN U DIE AND THAT FRUSTRATES ME
wheres the queen mosquito?? if i beat her ass all the other ones die right?? how many health bars does she have?
I imagine bumping into my internet friends on the street like “sor-YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”
"can i borrow a pencil?"
i want to sit next to rihanna at an award show you know she talkin mad shit about everyone