like 98% of my problems would be solved if i stopped overthinking things and calmed the fuck down and stopped being such a panicky, anxious little shit
”brah help me im falling off this cliff brah”
”but brah i cant grab your hand thats hand holding and thats gay brah”
I was in Vancouver for a choir trip last week, and we were waiting outside the music building for a workshop, when some random people came up to us singing (I don’t think they knew we were a choir) and as soon as they did there was immediately tension in the air, then someone from the back yelled “sing off!” so senior jazz stepped forward and this happened. I’m pretty sure it was an episode of glee.
friendly reminder to tag non-sexual nudity for nsfw because nsfw doesn’t mean sex, nsfw means things that wouldn’t be appropriate in the workplace
that means gore, nudity, sex, basically if you wouldn’t want a coworker looking over your shoulder and seeing it that’s nsfw
nsfw =/= sex
nsfw = not safe for work
i had the most surreal experience of my life at the mall i was standing by one of those god forsaken meme t-shirt stands and a sweaty pre-teen boy pointed to a shirt and yelled “gandam style” and started to half-heartedly do the dance without taking his eyes off of the shirt. his face was so red. he was tired.
reblog if u remember when apple was a FRUIT, kids played OUTSIDE not on their ipads, and decomposing VICTIMS of the BUBONIC plague LITTERED the STREETS
an actual photo of me this summer