do you ever just get so zoned into your music that you forget that you’re staring at someone’s dick or that you’re walking in a crowded hallway or that life is real
my mom’s like why are you awake at 3am and im like why are you so obsessed with me
"WHAT TEAM?!” I shout out the window into the night.
Somewhere, hundreds of miles away, Zac Efron wakes from a restless sleep, sitting bolt upright “WILDCATS”
people who exercise in order to get rid of period cramps are the ones surviving the apocalypse.
*tries to act cool by not texting back right away but forgets and never texts back*