me in real life:
*puts down capri sun* i am ready for a sex
if a bitch u hate on the seat, just push her off with this handy dandy bitch movin’ seat
Remember back in 5th grade, when everyone vowed not to ever do drugs
I hate when they make you describe yourself on the first day of school like???? me????? tired angry egg trying to live an honest life
when i was around 5 i asked my mom why “some people were different colors” and she said “because god wanted lots of flavors” and let me tell you that was the wrong thing to say because for the next 3 years i thought god ate people when they died
Dreams would be much more fun if they were multi-player servers that other sleeping people could join.