when ur absent from school and you ask the teacher to explain something and they just say ‘well you should have been here’
The next supreme
The Queen aging over time via banknotes
me and my friend arriving at an all you can eat buffet
I want to talk to people but I feel like I annoy every single person I talk to
Joining a new fandom like am I allowed to reblog this yet or am I not deep enough
For when you find that specal someone
an eggagment ring
DELETE YOUR BLOG
I don’t know if you guys have seen the recent thefinebros video where they rickrolled famous youtubers
when u r smiling for a pic and the person cant get the camera to work for like five minutes while u pose
My dad credits this as his favorite photo of me.
When I was younger, I was very socially anxious. I hated crowds, hated attention, hated being up on stage. In preschool there was this little Halloween show that we put on, and man, I did not want to do that shit, let me tell you. All those parents watching me sing some stupid song? Nah, that ain’t me.
But I was forced to, and I was pissed about it. My dad was in the audience, taking pictures and enjoying the show. In that moment, I swear, my tiny four year old was pure rage and resentment. I felt the word “fuck” years before I knew what it was.
My dad pointed the camera at me, and I turned, and I looked. I gave him the look that summed up all the anger, all the absolute fury that was brewing inside me. He says that he had never before seen such a perfect depiction of total and complete hatred. In his four year old son.
To this day whenever I get pissed, he calls me “Buzz Lightyear”.
I felt the word “fuck” years before I knew what it was.
Why do adults think “So what’s your major? Oh, and what are you going to do with that?” is acceptable small talk
What am I going to do with my degree? Hang it on the wall and cry, probably