December 2010
34 posts
That awkward moment when you walk past a mirror...
I’m always like
DAMN, WHO IS THAT FLYASS MOTHERFUCKER.
and then i’m like OH LOL IT’S JUST ME WITH MY AWESOMENESS EXUDING FROM EVERY PART OF MY BODY.
When me and my friend see a hot guy.
farranatasya:
at first we be like:
then we try to get his attention:
He notices us and on the outside he’s like:
but really he’s thinking:
then we attempt to be cute:
but it really looks like:
he then looks awkwardly:
we then remember we have no chance of getting this guy:
