one time my friend was walking and she needed to cross the street and a guy stopped for her and rolled down his window and she was like “oh god here it comes” and didnt look just kept walking and he yelled “i like your shirt, kid!” and she looked down at her mcr shirt and back up at the guy to say thanks and frank fucking iero was in the drivers seat of that car laughing his ass off
kids today google, not giggle. they play angry birds instead of getting angry AT birds. they all have an ipad but no iq. not even one. they playstation but they never play station. i.e. one pretending to be a train and the others pretending to be different trains or low paid maintenance workers. they’re obsessed with one direction, rather than enjoying all eight directions equally. facebook… but unable to face… a book. or a hoop with a stick. a lost generation. the tv show.