People run from rain but
in bathtubs full of
when i was in 5th grade the entire grade was on an overnight trip and we were split up and seated into circular groups for some stupid competition or something. i remember the camp counselors asking if anyone knew how to ‘moon walk’. i had never heard of michael jackson, but being a huge nerd and having seen documentary footage of neil armstrong, i shot my hand up into the air excitedly. i got up and stride-jump like i had seen in the films.
by the other childrens’ laughter i came to realize that this was not the correct moonwalk.
white people truly say the weirdest shit trying to be romantic on here “i want to taste the name of your hair on my lips in my cigarette while drinking your backwash” *50 thousand notes*