That awkward moment when you’re playing with your pen in class and suddenly it flys across the room.
Everyone’s looking at you like
And you’re just like
DON’T STOP, PLEASE REBLOG
TUMBLR, FILL THOSE DASHBOARDS UP
TONIGHT, IMMA LIKE, TIL WE SEE THE SUNLIGHT
DON’T STOP, JUST REBLOG
CAUSE THE POSTIN DONT STOP NO
OH, OH OH OH, OH, OH.
WAKE UP IN THE MORNING GOTTA LOG ON TUMBLR
CHECK MY FOLLOWERS, I’M SURE I’M GONNA GET ANOTHER
CHECK MY ASK, IF IT’S EMPTY THEN I’M FOREVER ALON
BUT IT’S OKAY ‘CAUSE I KNOW TUMBLR’S MY ONLY HOME
I’M TALKIN’ LIKES ON EVERY POST, POST
REBLOGGING ALL YOUR NOTES, NOTES
CRYING AT EVERY QUOTE, QUOTE
MY LIFE SUMMED UP IN ONE POST.












