broken hearts club

I want you to think about me at night, when you can’t sleep and you look outside and see the stars. And think about the times we used to look at the night sky. I want you to remember all the fun we had. And then I want you to go to sleep knowing that somewhere in the world I can’t sleep either because I’m thinking too.

i hate when i go up north and go to restaurants and the waiter comes to take my order and im like “do yall have sweet tea??” and theyre like “no sweetheart but we have unsweetened iced tea and we can give you some sugar packets!!!” llike no you fucking yankee because now the tea is already cold so the sugar wont dissolve in it and itll all just sink the bottom and be nasty learn basic fucking solubility this is 9th grade chemistry thats why sweet tea exists in the first place you fucking heat the tea up to make it and then while its still hot you add the sugar and then you chill it and its sweet fucking tea i bet you pronounce pecan like peecan too you four seasons-having piece of shit