my fashion sense is called i am cold and pissed off
everytime it gets close to October i start reblogging the fuck out of this
when friend’s parents pay for your food and you have to pretend you don’t want them to
a friendly reminder:
don’t hang out with people that make you feel bad about yourself
what i’d really like is for someone to objectively watch me for a week or so and then just sit down with me for a few hours and explain to me what i am like and how i look to others and what my personality is in detail and how i need to improve where do i sign up for that
Player gets kneed in the face, no one gets carded, she gets up has a drink and keeps on playing.
Player trips over his own shoelaces, cries, clutches his knee and demands a penalty.