cobra starship was supposed to be a break from all this emo madness. y’all were supposed to bring the party y’all were supposed to NOT make everyone sad
i couldn’t make this up even if i tried
"why don’t you have a boyfriend?"
have you looked at me for longer than 5 seconds because that’s why
I have, and that’s why I’m asking.
"The Big Comfy Couch" Halloween Costumes
i’m into really low commitment hangouts like lying on the floor near each other or falling asleep together or falling into an endless void together
I HAVE SUCH AN OBSESSIVE PERSONALITY ONCE I LIKE SOMEONE OR THING I LITERALLY DO NOT SHUT UP OR STOP THINKING ABOUT THEM ITS REALLY EMBARRASSING BUT IM TOO BLINDED BY MY INFATUATION TO CARE
me like ‘haha yeah i can DEFINITELY write a five page paper in two hours!! time is a construct, deadlines have no meaning and also i’m dead inside’
i feel like once you were emo in middle school youre low key emo for the rest of your life, like you could be 20 in the middle of college wearing uggs or whatever but once you hear the first key to the black parade/i write sins/sugar we’re going down you sprout an imaginary fringe and start yelling your lungs out like its 2007 all over again