This makes me think of Katy.
“Uhm. Mr. Pini, we only need to learn how to say 8 in Spanish?”
“Why?”“Because dancers and cheerleaders only use 8 counts! Duh!”

This makes me think of Katy.

“Uhm. Mr. Pini, we only need to learn how to say 8 in Spanish?”

“Why?”
“Because dancers and cheerleaders only use 8 counts! Duh!”

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when your favorite song comes on the radio

omggabygabygaby:

your like:

then people look at you like:



I really can’t picture anyone at all having a crush on me. I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re lay in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. I just can’t.


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