#laughz

[travismjustm]

The whole family will be in the building this Sunday at #Laughz and #Lyrics! Presented by @zenasepoetry! Featuring all of our #Soular friends and the @good_vibes_only_band! See you on that NAWF! https://www.instagram.com/p/BoIrgfqhRYd/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=qwtyyb1ncgbr

[closetedrose]

the bee movie incident

this morning, recieved a text in my group chat with my best friends. it stated the beginning of a story followed by an arrow i could tap to continue reading the story. i was intrigued by the first few lines as i was under the impression she sent us a copy and pasted story that would make me suffer as that's what happens with us a lot. just i was finishing the last few paragraphs of this story, it clicked in my brain where it came from. i had just spent twenty minutes reading the goddamn bee movie script. i realized why it was a strange read and why it seemed familiar. everything began to make sense at this moment. but at the same time, i had started a downward spiral into bee movie hell. god save us all.

[closetedrose]

i hate when u find someone who likes youtubers but not the same ones as u like ??? idk

[closetedrose]

dear troyler fandom,

i know you’re angry with us. a lot of you are saying; “yeah, at least we have a kiss!!” but in response, i believe we must say; “although we don’t have a kiss, it’s better than a fake theatre kiss!!”

-the tronnor fandom

[itsleighton-blog]

Fuckin' Mosby || Self-para??

"Fuck sake." Leighton muttered, chucking her phone across the room in anger. The Queen jumped up from her bed and walked out her hotel room, slamming the door behind her before making her way to the lobby where she was greeted by fuckin' annoying ass Mosby. Pish Posh, Miss Meester! The electricity will be back on by tomorrow! Leighton rolled her eyes, wiping his spit from her face. Urgh. "Well, tomorrow isn't good enough. I'm paying, so I expect everything to be working." She said angrily, spitting while talking purposely.

Mosby sighed before walking over to the old fashioned telephone and dialling. Yes, yes. Okay, thank you. Oh, pish posh! Great, great. Thank you, bye. Mosby hung up the phone as Leighton waited impatiently with her arms crossed. The electricity will be back on in five minutes, Miss Meester. Leighton smirked, sending him a small nod. "Good." She said smugly before flipping her hair and strutting away. That's right, bitch.

[mybloglikestopartyallthetime]

CK, all day