i feel like once you were emo in middle school youre low key emo for the rest of your life, like you could be 20 in the middle of college wearing uggs or whatever but once you hear the first key to the black parade/i write sins/sugar we’re going down you sprout an imaginary fringe and start yelling your lungs out like its 2007 all over again
you can tell a lot by a womans hands, for instance, she has hooves? horse.
all the retail stores right now
Your six pack is so hot, you left it in the car all day you should probably go put it in the fridge before you have soda all over your car.