- me: he's doing some athletic shit
- me: and omg look at that butt
Suddenly you’re 21 and you’re screaming along in your car to all the songs you used to listen to when you were sad in middle school and everything is different but everything is good
trying to argue with someone over text is like being italian and having to talk with handcuffs on
what do you call this color gradient?
black to the fuchsia
oh my god