i opened the window to hear the sound of rufus wainwright’s cover of “hallelujah” and it put me in such a existential Mood that i was contemplating about my relationship with God. and then bam came smashmouth’s all star. i realized this dude was just playing the shrek soundtrack for fun which caused me to have a spiritual moment for three whole minutes.
ACCORDING TO MY ROOMATE…. SOMEONE WAS THROWING A SHREK THEMED PARTY. EVERYONE WAS DRESSED AS SHREK.
i wear oversized clothing to look cute to other gays and bigger and more threatening to cishets
okay so i already knew what she did to him but i just got to the tma episode with michael’s statement and wow FUCK gertrude robinson you shitty old bitch