if u touch my thigh under a table in public u can bet ur sweet bippy that ur gonna be gettin some later
You can bet your sweet bippy
Laugh in references nice
anxiety is terrible, you could be having an attack and no one would even know because it’s an inward thing. it feels like you’re malfunctioning and you can’t process your own thoughts. you get a knot in your stomach and you can’t take a full breath but outwardly you can literally just sit there and look completely normal as long as no one tries to speak to you.
Professor got cake tho
We're not going anywhere. Not this fucking band, or you guys. And you prove that to us. And at the end of the day we're all chasing the same thing - we all end up in this same room for a reason. We're part of something. We're part of something that's bigger than any single one of us. And it doesn't stop when we get off stage. It doesn't stop when we go home. You don't own it, you never own it, even though it's in your name. You never own the house. You're just the caretaker for the next generation.
when you’re on your computer & your mom calls you to do chores
Hello is this the police? Someone made up a post on tumblr for notes. Yeah, it didn’t even happen, they just did it for notes