That awkward moment when you ran up the stairs and now you’re trying to hide your heavy breathing like it’s no big deal but you’re actually pretty winded and dear god you need to work out.
if you owned a company it would go bankrupt very quickly because you do not know how to mind your own business
My level of sarcasm’s gotten to a point where I don’t even know if I’m kidding or not.
what if rocks are actually soft but just tense up when we touch them?
How stoned are you right now?
Was that a fucking pun?