a girl i go to university with goes to house parties once everyones drunk and takes toilet paper so she never had to buy her own
i can only handle so much socializing until i get tired and start getting irritated towards everyone and want to go home and sleep or lock myself in my room and go on the computer
- Person: I hate musicals
- Person: They're so gay
- Cop: Can you tell me what happened?
- Me: He ran into my knife.
- Me: He ran into my knife ten times.
- Ensemble out of nowhere: HE HAD IT COMIN'
She just died like 17 times in that fight
If you can’t handle me randomly blurting out song lyrics that relate to what you just said, we can’t be friends
*forgets what im talking about halfway through a sentence*
my fashion sense is called i am cold and pissed off
SWEET MOTHER OF JESUS