July 2012
i hate when people pour my cereal
they don’t know the amount of milk i like
they don’t know how much cereal i want
they don’t know me
they don’t know my life
they don’t know what i been through
There’s a drunk guy outside singing What Makes You Beautiful to a tree. So I opened my window and played the actual song and he just got so happy. He looked at the sky and yelled, “You’re beautiful too, Jesus.”
“Wonder how many times he’s done me in his head…”
–
nosdrinker:
there’s literally no difference
