What up, my home dog fly biscuit with peach jam on da side, how ya popin'?
We can only be friends if you’re kind of an asshole. Not full blown asshole because that’s no fun. And if you’re not an asshole at all then that won’t work either. A halfway asshole. Those are my kind of people.
me: i gOT YOUR PICTURE IM COMING WITH YOU DEAR MARIA COUNT ME IN
i want u wrapped in my arms…like a burrito…be my baerrito
Imagine if people’s hair color matched their eye color
/every person who has brown hair and brown eyes sighs deeply
if you kiss my neck and bite my lip your pants are coming off.
i told myself that i'm never gonna be alright
I am 15% useless facts and 85% 5 seconds of summer lyrics