six word autobiography: “fuck goddamnit i fucked up so bad”
guys i specifically made that sentence seven words long so someone could comment “but thats seven words” and i could say “fuck i did it again i fucked up” so we could all have a good laugh but no one said it. yall fucked up. i fucked up because i assumed yall wouldnt fuck up. everythings fucked up
you have no proof that i am not at least one of the members of daft punk
proof: they are from France and there are two of them at the Grammies tonight.
bonjour my petite omlette de frumage bagguette i am coming from u live from the grammys.
wheres your god now
people that can swim underwater in chlorine pools with their eyes open are not to be trusted
if you hug me, you aren’t allowed to half ass it. i don’t want that awkward one arm bullshit. I want 100% squeezy, warm, cozy, i-fuckin-mean-it hugs and any less is an indication of WEAKNESS
it scares me that you never know what someone is thinking or feeling towards you and everything that they say could be one massive lie
sorry for replying in 0.2 seconds haha its not like i was waiting hahaha