Crying over a girl on the other side of the world who it would never work out with anyways is such a lesbian thing to do
Its so funny to me that when I show up to the bars in my dramatic glitter all the workers are like “this is how I know you’re about to be up to no good.”
There’s a certain singer always wearing nasal strips now and I wonder if its bc she fucked up her nose from doing too much ket
Going to the club to ‘network’ yet its for nothing useful except free parking and entry, no waiting in lines, and having the dealers buying me drinks










