when I was like 6 i was at church with my family and I asked my mom how much longer until it was over and she said 15 minutes so I counted to 60 fifteen times and it still wasn’t over and that’s why I don’t believe in god
You discuss me. Period.
no I discussed why I don’t believe in god
Sometimes I just need to take a deep breath and a step back from the fandom, and I watch this video to remind me of why I’ve always loved Glee.
maybe every time chris sees a funny cat picture he gets on the ground and does 10 pushups and that’s why he’s macho mcbuff arms
*cracks an egg on my head* *a lemon falls out* What a time to be alive
what the fuck does this post even mean
alright y’all better pop some corn, find a comfy chair, and be prepared to take a trip down memory lane because we’s about to get our FernGully on mothafuckas
everyone says “just get out and leave everything behind in the event of a house fire” like no fuck that shit im grabbing every electronic i can hold










