thank you im really good at clicking reblog
keep your friends close, but your enemies closer
like really, very close
so close that you can feel your enemies breath on your neck
and you shiver with hatred and… anticipation?
turn around and look deep into your enemies eyes, letting your gaze drag down to their lips, your eyes intense with desire. push your enemies up against the wall.
make out with your enemies.
your friends, who are still close, are super uncomfortable and kinda grossed out
collections that are raw as fuck ➝ dolce & gabbana fall 2006
collections that are raw as fuck ➝ zuhair murad f/w 2011-12
I’m saying “excuse me” but I mean “why the fuck are u and ur friends fucking standing in the middle of the hallway blocking everyone what the fuck u fucker”
I’m reblogging this again to draw attention to everyone’s comfy rehearsal clothing except for someone
nOT BUT ITS THEM AND THEIR YOUNGER COUNTERPARTS LEARNING EACH OTHERS MANNERISMSSSSSS
I may be obnoxious but at least I’m obnoxious in the tags
one time a white student from the university in my home town was talking to a student that came from africa to study and said “wow growing up in africa must have been so tough for you” and he just replied “my family could buy you” and walked away