I feel so proud when friends tell me their parents like me. Like damn right they do, I am a delight.
And when you are in a fight with their children, and you just casually have nice conversations with their parents all the time and it drives them crazy how much their parents looove you!
idk why wearing someone else’s shirt or sweater or jacket is so satisfying and comforting but it is
but not as satisfying as seeing someone else wearing your jacket or sweatshirt. like. wow. they’re wearing my sweatshirt. and it’s cute as fuck.
the bond between the person wearing someone else’s clothes and the person whose clothes they are wearing is strong
Urban Dictionary defines Marching Band as such:1. A cult of the top students in the school, playing as one, moving as one, becoming one.
2. The greatest thing I’ve ever experienced.Marching kids hate MB during practice, love MB during competitions, and miss MB when its over.