while you were busy slam dancing wit the sluts I was serenading your mother

someone you friend-zoned is getting married, libra.

shazaming thing you couldn't imagine with shame you dont possess

im eating a can of peaches pretending its wet adderall

Libra, your ex still talks about you to their therapist.

Chuck Schumer cant fuck me if he's dead... and thats a fact

im wet as hell and I dont care to change

after consulting everyone that cares about me ive decided I need to get in a fucking fight

straight bjorking it, and lets just say, my ears

no thats a horse

sometimes you are the gay baby in jail and sometimes you cant be talking like that. its like assigned seats

Nobody bools anymore. In high school everyone was booling

These are such a goated working man’s snack. My great grandfather was probably munching on these during his shift at the nuclear plant

my life is liek the cranberries, dream but only because I make it that way

grandma is encouraging me to smoke crack

spicy rame...with...the....egg??

my ass listening to Yoko ono and beating my steering wheel like a redheaded stepchild

love diy but i’m so sorry i’m not staying at the gig if my vape is dead. that crowd is full of failed hinge matches and broken dreams i need to be suckin on something