people who laugh so hard at their own jokes that they can’t even finish the joke because they’re laughing so hard are my favorite kind of people
you wanna fight? alright let’s take this outside! the stars are so bright tonight. the moon looks so nice. hold my hand
before my history teacher was a teacher he worked as an undercover gay prostitute for the police
I wonder if anybody’s actually had feelings for me, like actually got upset or mad over little things I did and got jealous and confused over me and thought about me on a regular basis. I feel like I’m the only person that ever really cares about anyone and that nobody’s ever felt that way for me.