I’ve found my home.
What does that mean again?
And I’m all hunched over and it’s dark in there because blacklight woohooo.
So the music’s jamming along and I swear to god the person next to me keeps pointing and bobbing her head to the music. Just different parts of the song, she throws her arm out and jams like she’s at a concert or something.
But nope, it was just that piece of hair bouncing in my periphery. And to think I was judging her so hard for a good portion of the class.
holding such a quality name hostage like that smh
I would never own a pug. They are so fugly.
But I enjoy the fact that they exist.