a guy at school today was wearing this damn fine red nail polish and I heard these two girls whispering angrily and looking in his direction so I listened in expecting them to be weird about it and the first thing I hear is “how the HELL did he get it so good did he get it professionally done or something you need to ask him where he found that colour jesus fucking christ are you KIDDING me”
I think this is a good example of how the world should work.
careful readers of this blog will notice that i a) am trash and b) have no bedtime
i didnt choose the thug life my mom picked it out for me
it was on sale
"I’ve heard so much about you!"
Relationship status: Breakfast
It’s two thirty in the afternoon.
When we’re together time doesn’t exist.