Parallel lines have a lot in common but they never meet. Ever. You might think that's sad. But every other pair of lines meet once and then drift apart forever. Which is pretty sad too.
*Me At School* Me: Omg I'm so ugly. *Five Minutes Later* Me: B/tch move out the f/cking way, do you even know who I am? Oh my gosh you're such an idiot. Leave me alone, f/ck all of you, ugh.
*Me Before Bed* Me: Hmm, it's kind of cold. I think I'll sleep with my socks on. *Wakes Up 30 Minutes Later* Me: Holy sh/t, get these sacks of lava of my feet.
How I See My Music: -Alternative Rock -Alternative Metal -Post Rock -Hard Rock -Punk Rock -Metalcore -Hardcore -Southern Rock -General Rock How My Friends See My Music: -Heavy Metal
Friend: Hey, how've you been? Me: Awesome, you? Friend: Good, really good. Me: ... Friend: ... My Mom: My Cat: Obama: Gangnam Style Guy: Asian Dude: Random Girl: Me: F/ck this sh/t, I never liked people anyway.