Me: MOM!! HELP!! MY BOYFRIEND FELL AND HE CAN’T GET UP!!! HURRY CALL AN AMBULANCE!!!
Mom: Pick up your poster and shut up.
reasons why i don’t have a boyfriend:
"you’re not my favorite band member"
if I tell you all about my favorite band and play you their music that means I trust you with something that makes me immensely happy and if you fuck it up by insulting them I will snap your neck
but why does puberty hit band members a 1000 times harder than normal people