-`the king of procrastination´-

I’m over at your house and we’re being rowdy and I steal your phone and start making horny posts on your twitter but no one sees them likes them retweets them and it reminds both of us at how small we are in the world and you start crying and we hug it out and go to a coffee shop to discuss coping mechanisms for feeling unimportant over turtle mochas but we stay too long and annoy the baristas who want to go home but youre drinking up the drama and attention and you start breaking into fast food resturaunts just to argue with the workers for the sheer exhiliration of it and you eventually get arrested and sentenced to a bunch of community service hours and you find love in helping your community but you can’t run for mayor because of your criminal background so you settle for rising the ranks of the water cleaning plant and now those feelings if insignificance are destroyed by the constant notion in your head of being able to poison the town’s water supply like some kind of wild west villain. I get a job at wendys and take burgers and nuggets home and play videogames while I eat them

IS THIS WHAT A STROKE FEELS LIKE???? I THINK THIS OS A STROKE??!?!!

The fucking BDG Pokerap out of nowhere had me freaking rolling. Also that transion between the Cha Cha Slide and Shots fit way to well.

my singing voice is good for showers and mornings in the kitchen and drunken nights and lullabies for babies who need sleep and im okay with this

i think it’s silly to be ashamed of your art because it’s not in a museum and of your voice because it’s not selling out stadiums. there will always be people who enjoy and appreciate what you can do.

Idk why but this hit me really hard and I’ve been staring at it for a couple minutes.

JUST MAKE IT EXIST PEOPLE I BELIEVE IN U

I feel so called out

The “personal life” on Wikipedia article is to see if they’re gay and the “early life” is to see if they’re Jewish