Daily Reminder: If They Wanna Talk To You, They Will. If They Wanna Be With You, They Will. If They Wanna

ok straight up if i went to hogwarts and the stairs started moving just as i was getting to where i was going I’d just lie down on the stairs and give up. Not going back to my dorm tonight lads that’s where i live now. Stairs wanna fuck with me? Jokes on them I’ve already given up on life this is just another step further into my grave.

Look I DON’T CARE if I won’t haVE TIme FoR reading I WILL BRING MY BOOK ANYWAY cause having a book with you when you go somewhere is such a good feeling, OKAY?

when u accidently type me instead of my 

IM GOING TO STAB MYSELF IN THE FOOT I JUST SENT MY ENGLISH TEACHER MY ESSAY ON HAMLET AND IT WAS STILL NAMED “the fresh prince of denmark yo holla”

#justicefornoura

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“I want to speak to a manager,” the middle-aged woman said in her stern I-used-to-be-a-soccer-mom-ten-years-ago voice, looking down at me over the top of her Gucci reading glasses.

A wicked grin split across my face and the gates of Hell opened up behind me, releasing a gust of hot wind that whipped my apron around my body and forced the woman to shield her face. Demons came forth, dancing around in flames with songs of, “She wants to speak to a manager. Did you hear that? She wants to speak to a manager!” before erupting into earsplitting shrieks of laughter, none louder than my own cackling.

I took in the woman’s look of utter horror before my eyes rolled back into my head and I growled,

“I am the manager.”

shoutout to those random peacocks you find in places that are probably unsuitable for a peacock to inhabit in the first place