watching hot guys play sports while i picture sexual situations with them in my mind like
if i go to hell i’m gonna torture everyone by continuously asking if it’s hot in here or if it’s just me
when you clean your glasses and they go from like 280p to 1080p
Dreams would be much more fun if they were multi-player servers that other sleeping people could join.
i love the Women Against Feminism that are like “I dont need feminism because i can admit i need my husband to open a jar for me and thats ok!” cause listen 1. get a towel 2. get the towel damp 3. put it on the lid and twist. BAM now men are completely useless. you, too, can open a jar. time to get a divorce
*logs on to twitter* ahhh the sweet smell of stolen text posts
the best 12 seconds of the entire high school musical trilogy
I forgot this shit was in the movie.