when people try to argue with you about something you clearly know more about
I wonder how many stranger’s stories we make it into? You know, maybe someone saw you in passing and told their friends about how pretty the girl in the lavender sweater was. Or maybe they overheard you say a joke and repeated it to their friend, confessing that they heard it from some guy at the store.
I think about this all the time
I just invented a new word:
plot twist: your teacher accidentally calls you mom
The three kids I babysit were so confused when I laughed so hard I almost fell off the couch when this part came on.
In Flo-Rida’s song “Low” he states that Shawty is wearing the apple bottom jeans, the boots with the fur AND the Reeboks with the straps, what is she some kind of four legged morph woman? In all honesty I’m not surprised the whole club is looking at her
theres a grief that cant be spoken
theres a pain goes on and on
empty chairs at empty tables
im not going to comic con