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(via eleanoremmalee)
| Class is too quiet | |
| Stomach: | Ladies and gentlemen I shall play you the song of my people. |
(Source: zeldea)
His palms are sweaty, knees weak
arms spaghetti
there’s vomit on spaghetti already
mom’s spaghetti
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm spaghetti
to drop bombs
but he keeps on spaghetti
(Source: shaving23spiders, via pro-paganda)
(via wehadnoidea)
(Source: malquiisto, via wehadnoidea)
