THIS IS THE ONLY THING ON THE INTERNET I WILL EVERY PHYSICALLY LAUGH AT THIS IS THE ONLY THING THAT MATTERS IN LIFE THIS WILL LITERALLY BE THE END OF ME BURY ME WITH THIS
I’m in a study room in the library and I just. I can’t. I laughed and people are looking at me funny.
Marshall is just a simple man, caught in a web of fashion he doesn’t understand…
Oh my god. It looks as though she whispered some sort of horrific Lovecraftian secret of the universe to him, and his soul simply gave up right then and there, leaving him an empty husk.
He’s wondering if he’s still on drugs.
|someone online:||*calls me cute*|
|me:||*pulls hoodie drawstrings*|
|me:||*scrunches into down comforter*|
|me:||*blushes for ten minutes*|