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me: Gaga I love you
Gaga: I love you more
me: NO SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL YOU LOVE ME MORE YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
me: DO YOU EDIT PICTURES OF ME IN PHOTOSHOP
me: DO YOU CRY WHENEVER I SPEAK
me: DO YOU WISH YOU COULD BOTTLE THE SCENT OF MY HAIR AND PUT IT IN A SHRINE
me: DO YOU
Gaga:
me:
Gaga:
me:
Gaga:
me: carry on with your concert
FBI: hello you've reached missing persons services how may I help you
me: my baby is MISSING
FBI: calm down ma'am can you tell me when you last saw your child
me: about a week ago I think
FBI: all right can you give us the baby's name
me: Lady Gaga
I can finally touch my toes
why aren’t I a sim because then if I tickled a stranger 5 times in a row they’d fall madly in love with me but in real life I’d probably get a restraining order
how do the pretty little liars girls do middle hair parts when I do middle parts I look like jesus
what if xtina wrote the same way she sings
then her grocery list would look like
- eeeyeaaaheeeeggsssssssOWWWWWWWWWWW from freeeeeee range chickensssss onlyyy YEAAAAAAAOWWWWH
- miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiilkaaaaaaaaaaaaaah and cereuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhlllllllll OW
- taaaaampoooowowowowooonsSSSSAYYYYYYYYYY AYYYY
This is what happens when I play the Sims.


