dwayne “the rock” johnson shows up at my bed in the hospital, smiling somewhat awkwardly, trying to comfort me. after a long inhale, and a longer sigh, he walks directly up to me and gently holds my shoulder, whispering softly “wrestling isn’t real.” i flatline immediately
name one fragrance commercial that has ever made sense
wat are u talking about they all make scents
shut the fuck up
"you’re obsessed with video games"