everyone’s grandparents seem to have really cute stories of how they met, and like my grandparents met when my grandma was running away from police during a protest and she jumped on the back of my grandads motorcycle and just screamed “DRIVE FUCKING DRIVE”
I dunno man I think that story’s pretty fuckin cute.
it’s not a sunday unless you completely waste it then feel really sad around 8pm
when someone suprises you with a picture and you actually look good
Raise your hand if you’re straddling the line between crippling anxiety and not giving any fucks about anything
as soon as i heard her line “pussy put his ass to sleep now he callin me NyQuil” i knew i was listening to Art