due to low self esteem if someone is hitting on me i probably wouldn’t even be able to tell unless they directly said “i love you and want to date you” and even then i would be a little skeptical
skype calls
- : what
- : what
- : huh
- : what
- : you froze
- : ok you're good
- : no i couldn't hear you
- : you were breaking up
- : what
Randomly talking shit with people on Tumblr out of nowhere is pretty rad.
Why are the most interesting people always on here? And why does Tumblr have to limit message sizes? Waaaaaaaahhhhhhh, lemme send mooooOOooooooore!
I just woke up to my very Jazz-hating, Screamo-obsessed older brother dancing around the kitchen to John Coltrane and Miles Davis’, “Straight, No Chaser”.
.. also known as one of the most “Jazz” compositions that exists in the history of mankind. And definitely not Screamo.
Okay… so what Bizarro universe did I wake up in this morning and how do I get back? I’m scared here. Strange things happen and are confusing. Halp.
Also, how the fuck did he find my Miles Davis Quintet albums!?
