i hate when people ask “who you tryna look good for?!” bitch myself bye
people: watch your language
me: oh shit sorry
me: Oh god it's time to get up.
me: ugh clothing
me: Ugh hair
me: oh well it's too late to eat breakfast.
me: oh god I hate this place
me: no I don't like you leave me alone
me: Oh your boyfriend broke up with you? Please tell me more about how emotionaly unstable you are.
me: DON'T STOP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAMN HALLWAY YOU PEASANTS
me: Nice ass
me: the fuck you lookin at?
me: I wonder what would happen if I pushed this kid down the stairs.
me: Please just shut up
me: YES HOME
me: YES INTERNET
me: YES BED