July 2011
Why do I reblog the weirdest shit? Nothing I reblog has a theme or point. Look at this guy.
That moment when you're home alone
And you do whatever you please
Then you hear some noise..
¡HOLY SHIT, THEY’RE HERE!
Then you run to your room like:
- Your mom: “What the hell are you doing?”
Nothing mom, studying.
“Are you sure?..”
Mom please, who do you think I am?
“Oh, my child is so smart!”
And when she leaves:
“If only she knew!”
When your friend is upset...
And you make stupid faces like
And they’re all like
That Awkward Moment
WHEN YOU’VE ALREADY SAID “WHAT?” THREE TIMES
AND STILL HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE PERSON SAID SO YOU JUST AGREE
This describes every conversation as a cashier.
When your friends tell you who they like and you're like
When you're listening to music in public:
When you’re listening to music with your friends:
When you’re listening to music by yourself:
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When you finally pass that level that you spent ages on
When you sleep over at your best friend's house, and you wake up before them.
