#bttb:start

Is it super lame if I just ask someone to homecoming, right here, on the internet? I know, it’s like- a month a way, But I really wanna go and I know... no one.. will ask me.

“this has been the best day i think i’ve had in like two years. firstly, i find ten bucks on the road and no one claimed it so I was like hey, why not go to wendy’s? and because i’m an actual five year old, i got a kid’s meal and they not only gave me extra nuggets but i think i got the best toy i’ve ever had in my childhood, yanno besides an easy bake oven because that’s actual magic in a box”

Okay --- so regarding the crazy ridiculous mess in the kitchen. I may have possibly tried to make a milkshake and I may have possibly accidentally forgot to put the lid on the blender, possibly.

You know what I love? Brownies. Question is: why don’t they love me?

I’m sorry, the old Levi can’t come to the phone right now. Why? ‘Cuz he’s dead.

...So If anyone wanted to know if I was an idiot... -- I’m an idiot.

“So I tried tanning and I..- I don’t.” “I just... I just freaking burn.” “Ow.”

“I can’t be the only one who thinks the warblers would sound better if we didn’t just sing... pop... crap. I mean like LANY, Yearbook ghost, all time low ... or even like Fall out boy or twenty one pilots.” “Just... no more katy perry, or fifth harmony. Please.”