*files fingernails* *pops bubblegum* *rolls eyes* men
*my mom calls ur mom* hi i just called to tell you that your son didnt reblog my sons selfie? um no lorraine. you listen here, if you want to come to my tupperware party you better get your son in check. also your blueberry cobbler should not have won the state fair competition. goodbye lorraine.
being accused of being in the illuminati is the ultimate goal
LOOK AT THIS DUMB CUTE BOY WITH HIS DUMB CUTE SMILE HOLDING A THOR HAMMER NO ONE TALK TO ME FOR A WEEK
my friend sent this to me even though we were sitting next to each other and that was the closest I’ve ever been to pissing myself
"the boys are going to be guests on sesame street” i’m excited to watch zayn sit there with a blank look on his face wondering how this became his life while niall chats away to the puppets as if they’re real
He is called bread bread and he lives in bread