my stomach hurts BAD. this is hell. i need to go to the hospital asap. i’m going insane.
is anyone else trying to be nicer and like give layla blue energy but there are so many annoying and mean people in this world that you can’t? or is that just me
was giggling before realizing lover, you should’ve come over by mr jiff (yellow jackets reference) buckley was playing so i had to lock in.
yk what grinds my gears? when people say they listen to all types of music like damn i didn’t know you rocked with hamilton and shit
heard through the grapevine she can be a diva cold like minnesota hotter than a fever aw shit here we go again i’m falling headfirst ankles at the two-step sally made my head hurt
birthday idea!!! lizzy mcalpine and role model do their little perfect harmony dance dance from pushing it down and praying while i sob to the ground but instead of pidap it’s the happy birthday song
i hope i’m a night in rome to someone. i hope im a plane ride home to someone. i hope im a welcome sign to someone. yk just something, somehow, someday.
bro this movie genuinely is pissing me off like wdym you’re a detective on the case and you’re questioning the victim of an almost murder and you’re not using your own detective skills to figure out the most basic things like and she’s trying to intimidate the guy that is supposedly the criminal of these numerous murders by showing off your little saggy boobs like no one is intimidated or interested in that you keep that to yourself
I fear i have a type.