me: *stays home*
parents: why are you so lazy? get off your ass and do something with your life
me: *goes out*
parents: omg you're out of control stop hanging out with those people and roaming the streets
me: *eats*
parents: you are ruining your body with that garbage
me: *doesn't eat something*
parents: we're getting really concerned are you on a diet is there something you're not telling us do you have an eating disorder?
me: *exhales*
parents: don't give me that attitude
I envy people who can dance like this.
And I’m all
That awkward moment when you raise your hand, and some ass screams the answer out anyways
And I’m thinking DIS Bitch













